We started our day at a schwanky breakfast place on Wilshire called Milo and Otis. It was good but overpriced. When anglos serve food cooked by Mexican chefs it costs you double what it should. I hoped the place was owned by the chefs. After breakfast we walked to the Santa Monica pier and took photos.
We then did some window shopping in Beverly Hills.
We didn't see any stars, just lots of foreigners doing what we were - not buying a thing.
It was unusually chilly for Los Angeles in December. Or, more likely, I'm much more of a wimp. We then drove over to Little West Tokyo. The original Little Tokyo is downtown but now there is another one on the west side, south of Santa Monica. We had some coffee and perused some art galleries.
Los Feliz is north of where I used to live, along Vermont Avenue. The whole area has been shined up by waves of gentrification. It's called the Williamsburg of Los Angeles but I didn't see it. We ate at a diner that was full of tattooed customers. One guy had a huge tattoo on the back of his shiny, shaved head. Dodo went for the heart attack special - chili dog and onion rings as big as her face.
The coffee wave has hit LA, like everywhere else. These places are becoming a dime a dozen: free wifi, cakes and cookies, halfway decent coffee, people typing away on their Macbooks. We were there to kill time prior to the Clippers game.
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