It's A Beautiful Day in the (Downtown) Neighborhood
On a clear day, you can see forever. It stands to reason then that in LA, you never see forever. But today is coming very close -- so much so, that I felt compelled to draw the blinds open in my office. My view faces east and mostly I see the 10, and part of the 60. But even all this is made beautiful by how highly perched and northerly the sun is above my window. So, we are two for two this week with beautiful days.
Yesterday, I had on new shoes that made me feel like I could go for miles. I put in a 10-hour work day, but these shoes made me want to keep on keeping on. So I called R. Calling R is always a crap shoot -- you must call 5 minutes before you plan on doing something, because the only thing he plans in his life is spontaneity. Must never get your hopes up, but that's part of the fun. Last night, my gamble won.
I decided where to go but he told me how to get there. He has been everywhere and it's futile to outdo him in that department. We ended up at Ma'Kai, and were pleasantly surprised to see one of our friends cocktailing. She set us up by the fire pit, which irradiated my face so intensely I felt the effects of dermapeel abrasion. (If I could be so lucky, HA!) She recommended the fresh fruit martini, which was nothing short of excellent.
My response to the turkey burger was 1) that the caramelized onions were perfect and 2) that I was disappointed I could not identify the peppery herb in the ground turkey. Months ago, I thought wistfully, I would have known this instantly. But so much time away from my kitchen and LA's best markets have dulled my hypercritical taste buds. More complex than rosemary. Sharper than thyme. Too mild to be sage. Bite after bite produced no satisfactory answer, and I silently chastised myself for slipping.
R said, "People are more afraid to shine than they are to suffer." Last week, he said, "You have to up your experience so that we can function as a unit." So, he doesn't always make sense, but between the hits and misses, sometimes he will be just brilliant.
Tuesday, September 27, 2005
Bonjour et bienvenue dans mon blog. (MB)
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1 Comments:
You know, I was just thinking to myself what beautiful day it was and how nice downtown looked. I remember crossing the street during lunch and not wanting to return to the office.
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