Savuer Magazine dedicated an entire magazine about food-crazed Los Angeles. This issue has been read thoroughly by both JE and myself, and left in the car as a reminder of all those amazing little places to go visit whenever we get up there. There is a problem with this issue, however. There are SO MANY MORE amazing places to find really interesting and good food, I can't imagine having to edit for that issue. What got cut?
Today, we, with our house guests, made our way to LA-- to places I hadn't been before. That beloved magazine became part of our tour guide. The cover shows a pizza covered with baked squash blossoms and burrata. Yes, that was delish, but the chicken livers with capers and bacon? Holy Cow!!! A-maze-ing! I got the speck and olive tempanade pizza with buffalo mozza. So good. During our caprese course, I may have shed a tear--I don't think I have ever had anything so good in my entire life. They roast sweet little tomatoes, still on the vine and add a little pool of pesto and excellent olive oil to the oh-so-fresh-mozzie. Part of what made this place so amazing, was our server/bar tender. He was so kind, helpful, and generous with his time--and they were super busy!
After our meal, we headed up to the Chinese theater. What a beautiful building! We wandered around the Hollywood wax museum, and took a few fun photos. I'll post later on this entry, but right now it is really late.
We wandered Hollywood Boulevard, people watching and taking in the walk of fame and all of its craziness. I counted three Michael Jacksons sharing the same block of cement!
Around 7, we loaded onto one of those topless vans for tourists and went cruising around Beverly Hills, Belle Air, and Hollywood. There was a weirdie on a bicycle who had decided to take issue with someone sitting in the back of the van. He chased us down 3 times, before we finally headed up a long slow hill, that proved to be too much for him. But he had been giving us the finger, riding by screaming obscenities, and calling out berating names. The rest of the tour was fun, not great, but fun. Ya get what ya pay for, and we had a hugely discounted fare.
On the way home, we stopped at another place from the magazine. This one in Korea town called Kyochon. The idea is Korean fried chicken. We ordered fairly simply, but it took about half an hour or more to get out food. Something was amiss, the whole place reads like a fast food joint. The chicken was good, though the best Korean fried chicken I have ever eaten was in Korea. JE and I wandered into this little hole in the wall restaurant because in the front window was a vast display of hot fresh fried chicken. We got the full chicken deal and as we sat waiting for our chicken, we started seeing a familiar mustachioed, bespectacled man in a clean white suit and little black bow-tie. We got our chicken to go, and went to the park and devoured it. It was crisp and hot and running with juice. The chicken itself was very small and tender, unlike any KFC stateside!
Not much in the way of training today. I had some orders that went out this morning before we left, including a carrot shaped carrot cake to honor Mo the dog, who was voted as runner up a best bike shop dog competition. Carrots are Mo's favorite food.
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