Shortly after moving to the Mid-Wilshire neighborhood of Longwood Highlands (“A Neighborhood Of Pride”) in September, I expressed sorrow over the lack of efficient, inexpensive…
Last week, Ray’s Statues, the venerable shack profiled here recently, was destroyed when it was involved in a car accident.
Three weeks ago I told Victor about this idea I had for a three-part review of the three taco shacks within walking distance of my apartment in the La Brea/Olympic area. Victor was thrilled. “Perhaps, we could include topographical maps of the neighborhood, with markers noting the various taco bazaars you frequent near your manse,” Victor said.
Last Sunday night I went to Taylor’s Prime Steaks in Korea Town. The place is old school, and I thought it would be great to try the joint at a time when overpriced steak houses like Dakota are sprouting up like Starbucks (and they are all kinda like Bill DeMarco’s Starbucks #18).
During one of the quieter songs from Sunday night’s Dead Can Dance show at the Hollywood Bowl, my buddy Geoff leaned over and whispered to me, “I don’t want to eat the taco because it’s too loud.”
