WHEN WE WERE TOURISTS IN LA

June 11, 2013







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after a whopping three days in disneyland, we decided to stick around and explore LA a bit. I was born in burbank and raised in the san fernando valley, which makes me a legit valley girl. (hair toss)

we did some touristy stuff like go to the bradbury building. it’s a beautiful old building in downtown LA where movies like the artist, blade runner and 500 days of summer were filmed. greg was stoked to be that much more intimate with harrison ford. we walked through the original farmer’s market in fairfax, where I used to eat lunch as a little girl because it was right across the street from my dad’s office.  

food-wise, we didn’t have nearly as much time as I wanted. I had like 17 meals planned when we only had time for 3. we did lido’s pizza, most amazing pizza you will ever have in your life. I know a lot of people say that but I really mean it. THA BEST. it’s a hole in the wall place in van nuys so you have to venture into kinda sketch town (this is my favorite piece on van nuys) but it is so unbelievably worth it. my cousin sara got to join us and I hadn’t seen her in a bajillion years. boo, distance.

we ate at phillipe’s, which claims to have the original french dip sandwich. I love a good landmark restaurant. they’re usually pretty old school; cash only, very set in their ways and always a little ornery. greg and I were pretty bummed to find out that they don’t give you any au jus with your sandwich (they’re pre-dipped but just barely). 90% of the joy of eating a french dip is dipping it in the au jus! we’ve dubbed phillipe’s “no au jus for you” a la seinfeld’s soup nazi episode.

The most exciting thing we did was go to the stanley kubrick exhibit at the LACMA. holy coconuts. literally, every artifact from the shining, clockwork orange, 2001, production photos from lolita, all of the lenses he used, original script treatments with his notes scribbled all over. I think we nerded out for at least two hours.

there were moments when were would be driving around and we would look at each other and I'd say "hey! we're gonna live here!" and he'd say back in his deep voice "hey! yeah, I know!" and it just got me crazy excited to start this next chapter of my life, especially with that sweet, goofy, red-scruffed guy. and then we'd both smile and he'd kiss my hand and we would keep driving.

it’s become a tradition to end our trips to LA with brunch at bob’s big boy. bob was my first love and I have all sorts of crazy memories eating there as a little girl. I might have gotten a side of pancakes with my big boy burger. and maybe a milkshake...maybe. yes. 





see ya later, LA. 

1 reviews:

Michelle {lovely little things} said...

You were busy! Looks like a fun trip :)

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