Inside Angels Flight Station House: The Morning “Shiftkicker” and More…
At or near their outsets, I usually like to get my shifts at Angels Flight energized up and into cruise control with a musical selection that I’ve dubbed the “morning shiftkicker,” and sometimes I record it. In this case there is that rather unique musical selection (starts with my intro at about the 14:00 mark …
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18 Bridges Ride
While not an annual tradition, past Thanksgiving Days going back to the early 1990s have found me out and about on long bike rides, and this holiday proved to be the next and rather epic one to add to that list. Going on a near two hour and forty-five minute, 32-mile tour beginning at daybreak …
Frank/Lloyd Wride
Well Sunday’s rather hastily thrown together “Frank/Lloyd Wride” was a definite joy (although I’m kicking myself for not packing a spare memory card as my cam’s filled up immediately upon arrival to Ennis House, the second to last stop, thus preventing a start-to-finish video). All-in it involved a 26.5 mile, 3-hour tour, the first third …
In LA, A Landmark Means Always Having To Say Goodbye
With so many of my Los Angeles touchstones lost to progress and reinvention, in this city a landmark means almost always having to say goodbye — and that’s proven to be the case for the cherished Sixth Street Viaduct. Only it’s not being demolished for some over-development. Instead it’s shortly scheduled to be brought down …
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Lost Angeles: Tara Spotting
Oh no: not that Tara. I’m talking about the famed fictional plantation manse from a little film back in the day whose name coincidentally rhymes with the last name of the film’s central character — O’Hara, as in Scarlett. As in “Gone With The Wind,” or GWTW, if you will.
 Yeah, that Tara. Let me …
Thank You Señor Rojas
I was saddened to learn today from LA Observed that master burrito maker Manuel Rojas, owner of the famed El Tepeyac restaurant in Boyle Heights, has died. Susan and I were introduced to the legendary eatery by our friends Arnold and Martha Ontes, who took us there back in 2005, under the stipulation that I …