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Guys, I’m on a scone jag.
Apparently, I’m quite susceptible to jags. I get on kale jags during which I eat roasted kale with every meal for weeks. I’m in the middle of a lace jag in both knitting and crochet, producing dozens of doilies and filmy shawls like an old biddy.
A couple weeks ago I had an incredibly disappointing scone from (sigh) Starbucks. It was so unsatisfying, such an affront…
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The first day that I walked into Red Bread was the day that the LA Times ran a photo of the newly-opened brick-and-mortar Culver City store/restaurant on the front page of the Saturday Section, along with an article praising its rye. Not being a subscriber, I did not know this, and all of the bread had been sold out by the time I stumbled in at 2pm.
The next weekend, not being what you call an…
Locanda is one of those restaurants I find it difficult to write about. Of course, it’s good. Honest food, some of it innovative, in an inviting space with an excellent bar. We even scored a table at the front windows facing out onto Valencia Street.
Everything was delicious and we left happy — but I guess what I’m trying to say is that it wasn’t exciting. Then again, is an Italian osteria…
Isn’t it so gratifying to find a kindred spirit? When Jessica of Thread and Bones reached out to me for an impromptu brunch while she was in LA, I had just the spot in mind — Gjelina in Venice, the much-hyped, reservationless spot on Abbot Kinney that’s held the food scene in thrall for years.
Over coffees, cocktails, and the clickety-clack of our cameras, under the wary eyes of the…
Today’s #latergram #fromthearchives is from Merci’s Used Book Café in the Marais, down the street from my old apartment. The perfect place to wile away a rainy afternoon with a scone and several cafés allongés.
More from #thelastbookstore. Flying typewriters that battle book birds. (at The Last Bookstore)
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