Deb’s been on the run, driving in the sun, looking out for number one (That’s you, Gussie Johns!). Little Debbie has left us for the Golden Coast to visit her all-star daughter and fan favorite, Gussie, at USC. She’s been giving us 5-star live updates, and if there’s one thing I’ve learned, it’s California, most certainly, “knows how to partay.” And how to eat tacos, apparently. So, like, get back on San Vicente, take it to the 10, then switch over to the 405 North, and let it dump you out to Mulholland, where you belong!
Grit & Glam
How do you feel about a rooftop lunch of avocado toast on the 14th floor of the Ace Hotel? Into it? Yeah, cool, cool. Me too. This way-cool hotel is where Deb always stays when visiting her daughter, Gussie. Check-in downtown where boho meets grit meets sunshine. I like that a lot.
Home-Grown Country Girl
Brentwood Country Mart is the ideal sunny-day destination for shopping at specialty stores, like Sid Mashburn, the employer of my soulmate/sister-wife’s boyfriend. His name is Hill (We like Hill. He has great style and is very good to Mallory). When I have the time to take refuge in a beautiful boutique and fantasize about future-Rebecca goals, I go to our Sid & Ann Mashburn in Georgetown. I imagine the LA location to be similar to DC, but, like, the tan, chill, cousin from California. I would also hit up the Roberta Roller Rabbit for a breezy and vibrant cover-up, or maybe even, a tunic? Come to think of it, that’s exactly where I’ll head after I land in LA for a bachelorette party I’m going to in June, if the Bride Squad will allow it, of course. Anyway, this big, red barn houses a host of authentically Cali spots to eat, get coffee, or slurp ice cream. Note: there is also a sister-mart in Malibu.
BS Taqueria Downtown is your typical cool and casual taco joint but with a twist. It’s got this mid-century, mod, Mexican-outpost vibe, and I would like to decorate my house this way. Additionally, Deb says its reimagined takes on classics “pack the heat!” Maybe, we should send them some Packin’ Heats. Or, maybe, we should just relocate to Los Angeles…
What’d You Call Me?
Egg Slut is the best egg biscuit on earth. Period. Forever and Ever. Amen. Located in Grand Central Market in downtown LA, this is a cult favorite for locals and visitors, alike. If the line’s out the door, just drive to Venice Beach or Las Vegas. It won’t matter which one, since both will take the same time with traffic. Just kidding, just kidding. That was an LA-traffic joke, hehe. Boom. Now, I’m in the mood for a biscuit the size of my head.
I Could Gjusta This.
OK, here’s the deal, people. I’m going to serve this to you straight up, no chaser. If you’re like me, and you harbor a not-so-secret fetish for money shots of colorful dishes in rustic settings, then you need to log-roll yourself into Gjusta Bakery. Alfresco dining, ambiance, food, beach, and urban grit have reached a glorious Nirvana at this fresh deli, cafe, and bakery. Though I haven’t physically paid a visit, I still feel confident telling you that I really, really love it here. And, HIGH IMPORTANCE: They have a lifestyle-brand boutique, Gjusta Goods, with vintage and new: homeware, ceramics, apparel & gifts. Namast(ay) there forever. Byeeee.
Welcome to the Hotel (Figueroa), What a Lovely Place.
So, as a feminist, I personally would stay at the Hotel Figueroa, simply based on the fact that it was once an upscale, women’s hostelry. Come on. You have to love a renovated, posh, Spanish Colonial for the ladies! Today, it’s coed (which is also totally fine by me) and yields a Leading Hotel of the World experience with its memorable dining and vibe.
Center for Contemporary Breakfast & Lunch
First of all, I am obsessed with the name “Sqirl.” Now that I’ve got that off my chest, I can tell you about this funky and delicious brunch spot located on the edge of Silver Lake. This cult favorite serves breakfast until 4 PM *swoon* and has outdoor seating on a tree-lined street. Deb says the crispy rice salad and ricotta toast are pure fire.
Bubble, Bubble; Bubble, Bubble. Pasta Pot, Pasta Pot.
The Factory Kitchen, located in the Warehouse District of downtown LA, is a must stop for pasta lovers. For those of you who aren’t gluten, dairy, nut-free, aka a vision of health, Deb strongly suggests ordering the mandilli di seta, handkerchief pasta with ligurian almond basil pesto. “It’s an absolute showstopper,” she says. Woof. When did pasta get so sexy?
NoMad. Only Happy.
The NoMad Hotel is super moody and dramatic and we love it. With a bank vault leading to the restrooms, a Moorish dining courtyard detailed with rich floral tapestry, dark mahogany, and mosaic-tiled archways, this place is high drama and amazing. Deb’s dining highlights include lemon ricotta pancakes, avocado toast, and a PB & J croissant. Yum.
I Paint My Own Reality.
Venice Beach Murals are alive and well, bringing street-chic and urban culture to the neighborhood. Spanning from Abbot Kinney to Main Street, and down Muscle Beach, the al fresco artworld is thriving, inspiring, and free admission.