My final dinner in LA turned out to be vegan again – we spontaneously headed to Flore, a small but great vegan place on Sunset Blvd in Silver Lake.
On my last days in LA, I was accompanied by Miss Pet Fanclub, who was more than willing to screw all those vegan, raw, organic restaurants and go for the real deal: a full on all-american breakfast. So we went to Norms on La Cienaga, which is not only known to be a quintessential American diner, but is housed in a 1957 Googie architecture by Eldon Davis.
The Parker is one of the most famous hotels in Palm Springs and its got a beautiful restaurant for brunch and lunch – Norma’s. We sat outside on their patio, surrounded by their vast gardens, on white Bertoia chairs with colorful cushions in a 70s inspired interior with every accessory in another color. I think it’s the most beautifully designed restaurant I encountered during my Californian travels.
Palm Springs was the last stop on our road-trip, in principle planned to heat us up before returning to the dreadful cold in Berlin. Located in the desert of the Coachella valley, the city experienced its heyday in the 1960s, when it was known as the “recreation center to the stars”. And the city kept this feel until today with its many mid-century architectures.
I instantly fell in love with San Francisco. No doubt about it, this city is a lot more comparable to Berlin than LA is, and it might just also fulfill more of my expectations of an urban life, since there’s actually life on the streets. Sadly, we chose a more than bad timing for our visit, we stayed over Thanksgiving, when everything was closed.