Je suis à Paris. After a thirteen hour over-night flight on which I did not sleep a wink, I arrived at Charles de Gaulle airport with a fifty-pound suitcase, a fifteen-pound shoulder bag, and a head both heavy with fatigue and soaring with excitement. I took …
After my too-brief weekend in NYC, I have compiled a list of a few of my favorite city eats. Despite common belief, New York ought not be experienced solely inside the Michelin rated restaurants of Wolfgang Puck and Mario Batali. No, the real New York …
Take the train to Union Station. Yes, LA has a metro. Ride it, take note of its uncanny timeliness (trains arrive on schedule to-the-minute). Observe the diversity of the ridership. Check out the neighborhood-centric art at the stations. Walk around Union Station, gawk and its …
Last weekend, we saw Sonny and the Sunsets and The Allah Lahs at Levitt Pavilion in MacArthur Park. MacArthur Park is a star of city parks, on par (landscapingly speaking) with any you can think of – Dolores, Alamo Square, Union Square, Bryant Park, maybe …
My parents live in Salt Lake City, Utah. When I lived in New York City, I often lost sleep over how much I missed them. The distance was too great, and it burrowed a hole in my heart that let the wind in at night. …
Joseph was excited about the weekend. He was IM’ing me every second of the last hour of the work day with ideas about our evening plans, and he finally, decisively declared that he wanted “burgers, Manhattans, and video games”. I suggested the usual: Stout, Umami, …
Katsuya is a trendy Japanese restaurant on the corner of Hollywood and Vine. It is often the backdrop of paparazzi photos and videos featuring the likes of Mark Wahlberg or Charlie Sheen exiting its large glass doors and gliding into their fancy cars at the …