Give me beautiful, gorgeous, sexy....not like that

My fingers are tired and my brain is not functioning after sitting for 2 hours in LA traffic...so I give you a series of pictures.

Herb

 Herbert was our pet for one afternoon, chained up to the fence of Il Fornaio as Poblano and I worked on our laptops in the midday sun in Old Town. As I sat there sipping on sparkling water, eating fruit, and working on my dissertation, Herb came to us and sat on the steps as his real owners wined and dined inside the restaurant. He was a good dog, didn't run away, drank all his water, dug up small but manageable holes in the dirt, and kept us company until the sun set behind the building and it became unbearably chilly. Thanks Herb, I'll mention you in my acknowledgements.

 Taking a picture break from our work

 starry night

Prior to finding the alleyway behind Il Fornaio, Poblano and I had brunch at Intelligentsia...delicious by the way. Breakfast sandwich, side of hash browns, and an ice cold Angeleno. Doesn't get much better than that.

 if i had that dress id stand like that too

This is the Monique Lhuillier dress I drooled over while reading a magazine at the nail salon. I don't drool over many things, least of all clothing. Wedding? Marriage? Who said anything about that...I was planning on wearing that to work tomorrow. 

That is all folks...it's now time for a korean bento, some dissertating, a splash of Modern Family, and then back on TV with Poblano.

Chasing pavements

 About a month ago was the Santa Anita food truck festival at the race tracks and Poblano and I ate at a total of 11 food trucks from hawaiian shave ice to the famous grilled cheese (mac and cheese grilled between two slices of sourdough bread with pulled pork) to the LA born and bred korean tacos, to Filipino tacos that I cannot pronounce, to tikka masala fries (masala sauce with creamy yogurt drizzled over fries), to meatball sliders from the fusion komodo truck. Best moment? Towards the end of our debauchery that day we spotted a couple sitting on a bench stuffing what looked like the world's most amazing burger in their mouths. When we approached and asked what they were devouring, the woman replied: "It's a quarter pounder burger sandwiched between two donuts....but don't worry about it." It was the best response ever.

Needless to say, Poblano was as happy as a little kid sitting in front of Starbucks waiting to catch an afternoon show at the Arclight (was this the day we spent 2 hours of our lives we'll never get back watching the latest Harold and Kumar?)