Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Strip malls


After spending any time in Los Angeles and its greater la area it isn't hard to believe that the Strip Mall was invented in California. Sometimes when you are standing on street corners you are surrounded by them. Nail places, sushi, dry cleaning, cell phone carriers, mom and pop falafel joints. The best strip mall concentration is on La Cienega between 3rd and Beverly.

I don't frequent them. They look rundown, dirty and generally unclean. Something about being served food in a strip mall gives me the general heebs. I know I shouldn't feel that way and have heard that there are some excellent restaurants like Lou that resides in a strip mall and there is always a line outside of Mario's Peruvian Seafood on Rossmore. (which is by far the dirtiest looking strip mall I have seen. They should just bulldoze the Popeye's and Radio Shack and just put in a Mario's restaurant)

Many Californians laugh at my strip mall phobia, but is it Californian to love something so Californian?

Related exhibit: Urban Panoramas at the Getty Center
You will notice that one of the strip malls in Opie's portion of the show has recently been torn down, possibly to add more lofts to Loftopolis located along Wilshire in the Miracle mile.

My Minnesota counterpart: Dumpy Strip Malls

Sunday, March 28, 2010

music

I learned a lot about music today did you?

Thank you to Excavated Shellac for teaching me about early recorded music from around the world.

Until next year.

Saturday, March 27, 2010

If I were you-Sunday 3/28

If I were you this Sunday, I would march myself to Barnsdall Park and see the events for actions, conversations and intersections

I don't think that there is a better way to spend your Sunday than to be outdoors, view photography, gazing at the Hollyhock House and discovering music .

It is oh so economical too.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

What's a girl to do

I encourage you to break up with things like I did Umami. It is not a giving over to anger, but a way to release your feelings of being unheard.

Like breaking up with:

The 10 because it is always late or
Pinkberry for getting rid of their green tea flavor or
that one place that is always closed for some reason when you go or
that dry cleaner who you think is taking extra long because you think that the daughter is wearing your clothes

Write it, get it out there and send it to me.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

drop me a line

I have an email address if you want to write me and tell me I am full of crap or otherwise. You will notice it on your right or by clicking here kcattaraugus@gmail.com

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Burger Nazi?

Everyone in my immediate circle knows that I have a love/hate relationship with Umami Burger. The mere mention of its name makes my face furrow with distain and scorn.

The first time I tried the Umami burger it was very much like burger love. Perfection between two pieces of lettuce (I am gluten free) The juicy stewed tomato, the crispy Parmesan disk and slimy mushroom, heaven for anyone who marvels in food texture as much as layering of flavor. Umami, I recommend you to many friends and visitors, but now we have to break up because you are just too much work.

Umami burger is like that episode of Seinfield, you know the one, with the Soup Nazi. I must stand here when I order, I must order exactly this way, I must not make eye contact, I must have exact change. I have to go through similar lengths when ordering a to go order from Umami

Case study one:
I had just moved into my new apartment and was celebrating my move and turned to my roommate and said:

"oh my god, have you tried Umami burger, it is fan-fucking-tastic"

She said no.

So we walked there and decided to take food to the bar down the street. We decided to share two burgers, the Umami and the Truffle burger.

"Can we have it without buns, wrapped in lettuce?"
"Umami doesn't wrap in lettuce'
"I've had it before" I replied and his side kick at the counter confirmed that Umami did in fact wrap in lettuce.
"Can we have it cut in half?"
"Umami doesn't cut in half"
"Oh, can you put paper plates in the bag?"

You probably know what they said next....

Case study 2:
We were meeting friends at a bar on a Thursday night and decided again to order from Umami and pick up. Running late we decided to call ahead, like most restaurant will let you do. I called, I ordered and as he was repeating my order I hear whispering and then...

"We are not taking phone orders right now"
"but I just put in my order"
"We will not be taking orders for another 20 minutes"

So I waited 20 minutes and called as we were walking out the door.

"Umami will not be taking phone orders for 45 minutes"
"I'll be there in 5 minutes" was my reply.

So we ordered, were then immediately ordered to stand outside, so we left went to the bar, waited went back to pick up our burgers and went back to the bar.

At this point I have begun to make fun of the Umami snobbery. "Umami won't do this, Umami won't do that, Umami only refers to itself in the 3rd person, if they were to re-make LA Story Umami Burger would be the snobby restaurant that the main character cannot get into and of course NO BURGER FOR YOU!!

Case study 3:
I was helping friends move last weekend. They were helping me find an option to gluteny pizza and I had asked if they had ever tried Umami burger since they were now living so close. The way I described it made their mouth water, but I also warned that they are snobs, but the burger is worth the pain.

So after running a post move Target run we went to pick up pizza for the men and were going to order meat for the ladies. We ordered the pizza and I called to order our burgers.

"Umami doesn't take phone orders on the weekends"

This time I actually hung up on them.

So we drove from La Brea and Beverly to La Brea and 9th.
I marched in there and said:"Is Umami taking to go orders if I am right in front of you?"
"Yes, but we do not take phone orders on the weekend"
I ordered
Drove back to pick up the pizzas on Beverly
Picked up Umami and drove two blocks to my friend's new apartment.

Such a waste of time and so much work, plus they gave my pregnant friend the raw burger and mine was well done. At least if you are going to be snobby, get it right.

Umami, it is over between us and....

Its not me it's you.

How are things on the west coast?


I hope you have been enjoying the beautiful March weather and not sitting at home reading my blog.