Did you know that the 1950s never left Dal Rae in Pico Rivera? In fact, as I was driving up Washington Blvd, I already knew I was going somewhere special. From a few streets away, I could already see the tall beautiful neon sign with the restaurant name in blazing red lights. No cheesy backlit plastic for Dal Rae. It was class all the way.
Upon entering the lobby, I was greeted by live music in the bar and two hostesses, who with their almost bouffant hair-dos helped set the stage for my 50s time warp. Inside the bustling restaurant, my eyes took in the wood paneled walls and the black leather... Read More
I arrive late. No matter, things are already well under way on the dance floor. I stand off to the side, waiting to feel moved by the music. I warm up slowly. My body shifts and turns. I observe the sea of faces before me, some familiar. I am greeted by a mixture of smiles, looks of ecstasy, detachment, joy, kindness, even pain. I move faster: skipping, dancing, twirling, gyrating. The beat changes from a snappy latin number to a rap version of â€œSanta Baby.â€ I realize a broad smile has taken over my face.
Here at Jo Cobbettâ€™s â€œFumbling Towards Ecstasy,â€ there are no wrong moves. People... Read More
Last night I sat forward on my ever so soft leather dining chair, in the wine cellar of a dimly lit, expensive restaurant in Beverly Hills, whose decor evoked the spirit of a Free Masonâ€™s get together at a Swedish sweat lodge, and I took in the culinary arrangement that a model/waiter had placed before me. It was at that moment that I was overcome with a plague of guilt.
It wasnâ€™t the fact that I was eating a $47 piece of one of the best Kobe beef fillet mignons Iâ€™ve ever had (cooked to perfection â€˜blueâ€™ as I ordered), when there are 20 billion people who live below the poverty line.... Read More
Since I can remember, wanderlust has coursed violently through my veins. So it was an aggressively adventurous seventeen year old girl who stepped aboard the Paris Metro for the first time, with no particular place to go. As the spiderâ€™s web network of the Parisian metro spun itself to the farthest reaches of the city, I let it deliver me to the threshold of experiences that would become the fabric of my life - a particular favorite was disembarking at Montmartre at dusk, bottle of wine in hand, with a short meander up the hill to sit atop the steps of SacrÃ© CÅ“ur, and watch the sun set over... Read More
In Orange Lake, CA reports of city-wide infestation have been increasing. Shaneyâ€™s restaurant has taken a proactive approach upon hearing of cockroach swarms in the employee locker room. Management ordered cotton-swab samples to be taken from multiple roaches. Thorax, leg, and eye swabs were examined. The roaches were reportedly clean from all infectious diseases.
â€œThe roaches have a clean bill of health. Servers will have to get over their prejudices and learn to get along,â€ stated Assistant Manager Wills Walkings.
Across the street at Roseâ€™s CafÃ©, owner and manager Rose Rock has... Read More
Westwood Village is one of the liveliest neighborhoods in Los Angeles.
The pedestrian friendly streets are lined with Mediterranean-style buildings mixed with small businesses and national retailers. The bustling village is known as the most densely packed movie theatre district in the country and comes alive when Hollywood premieres take place at the Fox Village Theatre (945 Broxton Ave.; 310-208-5576) or across the street at Mannâ€™s Bruin (948 Broxton Ave.; 310-208-8998).
However, Westwood Village wasnâ€™t always such a cozy neighborhood.
Developed by the Janss family in the 1920s, the... Read More
I ride my beloved beach cruiser Mathilda, most everywhere these days. When I am riding her, I feel free and cheerful. The wind on my face and in my ears lifts my spirits completely. I also love that the street scape perspective that riding a bicycle provides (and driving in a car does not), allows me to relate to my environment as both an observer and an active participant but at a greater velocity than that of a pedestrian.
In fact, my new favorite method of movement has influenced me so greatly, that I now get 'bike legs' like the boating set get 'sea legs'. I walk about my house with paces... Read More