Monday morning I drove into the office to check in with coworkers and see what I'm missing by going virtual. I think I'm over having a commute to work. The whole 'walk to your laptop in your pajamas' thing is really working for me lately. Though I do miss the social side of things. I could never live alone.
On Monday after work, I drove down to Coolidge to surprise my dad's parents. They've got more food storage than anyone I know, and we decided to make a birthday cake to enjoy after dinner (they have September birthdays too. Seriously - all the best people were born in Sept). Too bad the icing we used turned out to be a few years too old to be any good. My youngest cousin discovered this on first bite and informed us that the icing tasted like puke. That's appetizing.
Then it was time to visit Megs and Chantal! And Porter came over, which was fantastic since he'd been away for several months for an internship and I hadn't seen him in ages, though I can still hear him from miles away. Keep it up, Josh.
Arcadia Tavern. Delish bar food, dessert, fantastic people and winning trivia = excellent combination.
Postino with the Megs, Chantal and Shannon. Super fresh ingredients, classic combos = amazing deliciousness that I miss so much. Yes, there are ten thousand restaurants in LA, but no little neighborhood gems quite like Postino.
Hula's. Why hadn't I been here before? It's excellent. Apparently Corey and I are very intrigued by something. Pictures of Turkey, I think. The country, not the animal.
The Walkmen. They're on the research list. Megs and I walked down into the orchestra pit just before Fleet Foxes started - how's that for great seats and perfect timing? My eternal quest for optimal performance is going well.
Fleet Foxes! Your voices were beautiful tonight, as always.
I'm always torn on capturing video/photos of shows. 80% of the time I just want everyone to shut up, listen and be there in the moment. And who ever actually goes back and looks at videos they captured during shows? Well, I do. Bon Iver is a serene experience, but I let myself take one vid, then I tried to put away the camera and just be in the moment. Cause that's how it should be. I guess the one bad thing about being in the pit is competing against everyone else for space and height, but hey - it's about the music. Not the view. Except, oh wait, JV was looking hot that night.
On to Friday - the day I thought I was going home to LA. Except no, my wonderful amigos convinced me to stay. And I almost stayed a few more days. Because hello - more Postino visits!
Churn for sweets. It's a darling place. I want to live in its candyland.