This weekend as a whole has been somewhat quiet and subdued. I woke up around noon and eventually Rachel and I headed out for The Apple Pan for lunch which is always a local favorite. I decided that one thing that would improve their burgers is better buns — like a sesame bun or a whole wheat bun — their buns have about all the flavor of my elementary school cafeteria.
Following that we decided to head out to Silver Lake, which I only recently discovered is the cool, hipster neighborhood of LA. I decided to take surface streets the whole way, thinking that it would be a relaxing and easy way to see some of LA — it took us nearly an hour to get there, thus reminding me why I don’t want to live in LA if I don’t have to, it just takes too damn long to get anywhere, and traffic sucks, particularly when you’re driving a ridiculously huge car like my Dad’s Expedition. We eventually got to N. Vermont Ave. and found some nifty shops and cafŽs to poke around in, before heading back westward.
We started watching the rest of Never Say Never Again, but Rachel fell asleep again as part of her slow descent into light sickness, which isn’t good. So perhaps we won’t get to our restaurant in Eagle Rock after all for a V-Day dinner. If we don’t then perhaps we’ll just settle in with something from TJs and watch the Cal b-ball game tonight, which should prove to be interesting, I think.
