Showing posts with label Juniors. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Juniors. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Why I Need to Get Back on the Bike


Our trips to LA usually end up being a series of long car rides interrupted by family events and eating. This one was no exception. We did visit the Griffith Park Observatory on a spectacularly clear day, saw the pendulum, the memorial to James Dean, the models of the planets, the exhibits that explain eclipes, the seasons, etc. All that astrophysics helps build a healthy appetite, and the GPS led us to an Silver Lake Institution, Burrito King.


There are two locations, one at Alvarado and Sunset, close to Dodger Stadium. That one is across the street from the car wash that was the subject of the epic film, Car Wash, and offers a sense of danger plus no parking. The Silver Lake edition includes covered seating, plus a shared parking lot with the Liberty Bell Rastafarian Temple, complete with imposing armed guard. Machaca, chile rellenos, chicken fajita burrito (not a great choice) and a chile relleno burrito (an excellent choice) and we were in heaven.



The next day, we ventured into historic old Los Angeles, which meant, of course, a stop at Phillipe's, home of the French Dip sandwich. In our large party (larger at the end of the meal), there were several of the roast beef, some with cheese, some without, but the winner sandwich was the lamb with blue cheese. With the cole slaw, macaroni salad, potato salad and pickles, an extended stroll through Olvera Street was in order There one could procure a fine lucha libre mask, a bullwhip, or a churro from Mr. Churro, if you needed dessert. Across the street is LA's Union Station, no longer looking creepy and abandoned because of the automobile, but now looking great, well used, with lots of passengers now commuting by rail.

For us, no trip to LA is complete without deli, and this time Junior's in Westwood was the target. Sandwiches there are named for awards, not for the stars, and the Grammy is the corned beef (or pastrami) on rye with cole slaw and Russian dressing. Junior's rye bread does an excellent job of standing up to the thinly sliced meat and the accompaniments. When paired with latkes, kreplach and matzoh ball soup (the size of a softball), we might be hungry again after several weeks.

Since last week's visit to the Bay Area included a visit to the historic Oasis, and with the onset of fall, grading finals, the holidays and other distractions, more frequent trips to the gym, more miles on the bike, and a steady diet of water, clear broth, fruits and vegetables may be in order to be prepared for whatever challenges may be present in the future.

More photos here....

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Weekend in LA - Driving and Eating


We went to LA last weekend, first priority being to spend time with T and his family, while they are dealing with his
health issues. It was great to be with them, to spend time in their backyard with cousins, brothers, family.  I'll leave it to my sister-in-law to write about the medical, as she is much more eloquent in that regard.

Instead, let's focus on the other parts of the journey, namely, driving and eating in LA.  We arrived on Thursday evening, picked up our rental car, and headed up the Santa Monica Fwy to downtown LA.  The daughter was meeting a friend at the Biltmore Hotel, and we took the opportunity to visit the Original Pantry, a favorite of Mickey's, Bob's, and everyone else who enjoys good, hearty diner food!  Open-faced roast beef sandwich with brown gravy, mashed potatoes, and canned peas for me, along with diner coffee.   Welcome home!

The next morning, we awoke in South Pasadena, under blue skies and a gentle Santa Ana wind.


After a beautiful, warm February morning, it was time for breakfast.  I had an inspiration, and we headed to Burger Continental, for the all-you-can eat Mediterranean Buffet.  Kebobs, hummus, salads, Armenian Pizza, pilaf, grilled vegetables, and of course, baklava.   Our waitress insisted that we could only fill ten plates.  If we took one more, she'd have to charge us extra! 

That was about all we could take, so we ambled over to Old Pasadena for walking, and some in our party even did some shopping.  I digested.

Family matters took over for the next interval, interspersed with a two-hour rush hour trip to pick up Son #1 at LAX, and then off to Santa Monica for a visit to the 3rd Street Promenade.  

After the get-togethers, we had another need for sustenance, and El Cholo on Western hit the spot.

One more meal on the last day with T, and we needed our LA deli fix.   Time to get the corned beef with cole slaw, russian dressing, with latkes on the side, and a bowl of matzo ball or kreplach soup to soothe the soul.   Junior's was the place, and it did not disappoint!

Time to get back to Seattle, many more minutes on the stationary bike, reps in the weight room, miles on the LeMond, and get fired up for Chilly Hilly this weekend. Hope that the unusually nice weather in February holds.