Photography is allowed in the museum.
BRUNCH 1 & BRUNCH 2
1: FARMER’S MARKET EGGS @ Bottega Louie
Drink of choice: Bubbles, Prosecco
2: SHRIMP TAMALE @ Lula Cocina Mexicana
Drink of choice: ‘Ritas, DonJulio Rep
Don’t be fooled by that humble ramekin of tomatillo sauce. We asked for a trough of it. Insanely delicious.
One of my hostesses-with-the-mostessesss out here in LA is none other that blogger @Flat_Footed_LA of Is That A Pedestrian? fame. She writes about surviving DTLA & environs without a car. That’s right WITHOUT a car.
I took two bus adventures with her: one to Culver City and one from Santa Monica Blvd on the mighty 733. The 733 was a trip to be remembered. In addition to handling some bar-staffing drama back east in NYC, I had a great interaction with some lovely Los Angelenos.
For the first half of the ride, the bus was pretty packed. There was a hilariously flirtatious toddler who was all about Ms. Flat-Footed. We laughed with his family about what a “shy” kid they had on their hands. Like most journeys on public transport, flashes of friendliness were countered by boredom, fatigue, and general zoning out.
We were standing in the center of the crowded bus. The young woman next to me was maybe 17 years old. She was talking on her phone and then all the sudden… she wasn’t. Visibly frustrated, she threw her phone into her handbag and sighed. I smiled at her, as if to say, “Bummer.” She smiled back. As if to say, “Yeah.” There was a short pause. I looked away. Then, I felt a tap on my arm. The young lady said, “Excuse me, Miss. Can I borrow your phone? Mine just died.”
I gave here my phone. Sure, she could have hopped off the bus at the next stop but I trusted her face. She sent her mother a text message and handed me back my phone. A few minutes later, my phone rang. It wasn’t for me. I handed the young woman the phone and she explained to her mother where she was getting off the bus and what time she would be home.
My friend and I were on the bus a good half hour after the young woman got off. During that time I got a couple of nice text message myself. The first one wasn’t for me: “That’s not safe, no phone!” The second one was: “Thank you nice lady.” As far as I’m concerned, there are a whole lot of nice ladies in this story.
Don’t lose faith in people, people.
Highlights from April 2011 Art Walk. The Puppet Show was my favorite. That man was working hard! And so beautifully. He got a fresh crowd every 30 seconds or so and would deftly switch hands to keep the show going despite cramping fingertips.
Sometimes the art in the gallery makes you see the art in the street. Sometimes music on the sidewalk reminds that music changes your life. Especially drums. Especially drums.
Ooohhh. Team LA is off to a good start. Cocktails on the balcony in Downtown Los Angeles. A Pimm’s Cocktail created just for me!
Here’s the recipe:
3/4 fresh lemon
1/2 simple syrup
2 0z Pimm’s
small pinch of mint (shaken with other ingredients & strained out)
Shake! Strain over fresh ice in Collins glass
Garnished with: sliced cara oranges (sweeter than other oranges!); sliced cucumber (very thin slices); BIG mint bouquet (PRO TIP: You really want to get fresh mint under your nose when you go to take a sip!)
Yummy.
Photo by @Flat_Footed_LA
