Smorgasburg LA

A few weeks ago I get a text. These are not the exact words but I tried to capture the feeling of it:

Debbie (friend): Hey, I’m going to be in LA in a few weeks. Wanna go eating?


Debbie: The Museum of Broken Relationships is nearby, wanna go crying after we go eating?


Debbie: ME TOO.

This Sunday, we at least made it to the eating part which came in the form of Smorgasburg LA. It’s a little bit of shopping a a lotta bit of food in the LA Arts District. Lots of food trucks, lots of booths. My favorite thing (Debbie is to blame) was from Chichi Dango: Hawaiian Shave Ice with homemade chichi dango (mochi-like), strawberry puree, popping boba, snow cap (condensed milk), and an AMAZING vanilla soft serve in the center. It’s what I’m holding in the picture below and I could have eaten the whole thing myself (but I shared with Cole). Not pictured is the lovely gourmet grilled cheese I had from Cheezus. Anyone that incorporates Fontina and basil into their grilled cheese is a friend of mine.

There was a ton of seafood at Smorgasburg (which I can’t eat because I’m allergic to seafood) and they were even serving whole sea urchins! I had some great ube ice cream and some mango coconut ice cream and pulled pork nachos that were a bit too spicy for me but they had really good flavor.

Smorgasburg LA is every Sunday from 10a to 4p in Downtown LA. It’s free to get in and there’s a large parking garage nearby (yay parking). We will most definitely go again.

Published in: on 03/23/2017 at 10:44 PM  Leave a Comment  
Tags: ,

And another thing, Hell-A

There is a cloying sense of entitlement here in LA that most visibly manifests in the way people drive and even ride their bikes.

First of all, why are bicyclists riding on the sidewalk when there’s a perfectly fine street a couple feet over? And then they get all butt-hurt that I’m walking.  On the sideWALK. Not the sideRIDEYOURBIKE.

We all know driving in LA sucks and people driving in LA suck. They also don’t give pedestrians the right of way. In their defense, there are rarely pedestrians in LA; however, I don’t think that’s an excuse to stop your vehicle in the middle of the crosswalk when you have a red light.

My *favorite* is the red light runners. People here run red lights like it’s nothing but the best part is that they honk their horns as they’re going through, as to say, “I’m running this light and it’s against the law but I am entitled to do it because I’m honking my horn to let you know that I’m being an asshole. lolz!”

Published in: on 03/13/2012 at 7:39 PM  Leave a Comment  
Tags: , , ,