Greetings fellow Santa Claritans, and welcome to a column that’s all about having fun around town! We’re fortunate enough to live in one of the great entertainment meccas of the world. Join me as we celebrate all the area has to offer.
Here’s what I got up to this week: The LA Times “The Taste” at Paramount Studios.
My wife, the goddess and wonderful wizard that she is, procured VIP passes to the one and only, not-to-be-missed (if you’re into diabetic comas) foodie events of the year. It did not disappoint, folks.
First of all, I love being on a studio lot. Each one (whether it’s Universal, Warner, Disney, Sony/Columbia or Paramount) holds a feeling of history, nostalgia, romance and mystery…redolent with daring dreams and courageous creativity. I love it.
Each of us have a connection to moving pictures in our lives; whether they simply captured our imaginations as kids or we work in the biz, there is something special about walking amongst the stages where the likes of Hitchcock, Kubrick and Spielberg have created so many memorable moments. And there we were in the middle of it all, the entire New York City section blocked off solely to create more memorable moments for our taste buds!
A hundred of the yummiest restaurants in the greater Los Angeles area lined the make-believe streets with booths, just waiting to hand you a scrumptious morsel. A hundred mini saloons doled out cocktail after cocktail. It was an all you could eat, all you could drink bacchanalian buffet of excess in the very best of ways, friends.
My wife and I were joined by my mother-in-law and sister-in-law. The consensus was that the Bulleit cocktail won the day as far as aqua vitae, and there was a toss up between the Indian food from Mayura or the amazing ricotta and tomato infused eggplant made by famed chef Nancy Silverton at Osteria Mozza for best dish. Truth be told, I didn’t put a single thing in my mouth that wasn’t scrumdiddleyumptious.
There was music all around us causing folks to bust into spontaneous salsa moves, especially after eating some delectable queso. There were also live demonstrations from well-known chefs around town. They would prepare a recipe and take questions from the audience. Pure heaven for any culinary enthusiast (like my wife, for one). She was giddy all evening, which was easily the best part; aside from perhaps the insanely good pizza from Triple Beam. (Yes, I had to go back for seconds and thirds.)
Anyhow, we returned home fully stuffed and eager for next year. Yet another reason to love where we live, what we get to eat, the places we get to eat them and the people we get to eat them with!
So, there it is for this week, friends. Always feel free to let me know what you like doing around town so I can check it out and write it up. (email@example.com)
Until next time, bon voyage, break a leg, and bon appétit!