Okay, LA! You monster of a city that knows no limits! You’re definitely not easy to grasp for someone only equipped with old-timey European city-managing-skills. Someone who wants to stroll around to enjoy the (admittedly fake) impression of discovery, to soak in the atmosphere. Instead, you demand planning and patience, you want me to know where I’m going before I get into the car, to plan my day so I won’t be endlessly stuck in traffic because I decided to hit the ten at the wrong time of day, or went down Pico Ave because I hoped to avoid the jam on the 405 (no idea what I’m talking about…). I did plan for this, even more than for my trip to Tokyo last year (which already was my personal record for holiday-prep). Thanks to the LA-issue of Lucky Peach, which was published just a few weeks ago, and the tips of trusted friends form LA, I managed to eat exceptionally well on this trip and here’s what I had.
Tag: los angeles
After walking around 3rd street and shopping a little too much (like those Keds at Opening Ceremony, or just too many of those cute looking products at Benefit, that all promise great help) we took a break at Joan’s on Third, skipping on the heavy sweet treats at Magnolia’s across the street, and instead went for salad, an artichoke and an egg salad sandwich in this bustling deli.
We started our last day in Santa Monica on the farmer’s market and since then and because of what I’ve seen there, I want to move here immediately.