Monica is…glad Canters exists.

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Thank God for Canters on Fairfax, my friend can get a slice of Russian cake & hard liquor, while I chomp down on a Belgum waffle. Why the hell isn’t this bar/diner idea more prevenlant around L.A.? Its simply perfect. It’s kitsch at it’s best: vintage decor, live blues blaring from the bar, & plates & mugs “kissing” as waitresses fly by. One stop shop!

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Monica is…3 feet away from Bill Hader.

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Well I was 3 feet away from him. I had the day off & decided to work on my fitness by taking a quick jog by my job. It’s amidst a residential area & thankfully its peaceful & safe enough to sweat out a few lbs. before summer hits. Afterwards, I felt energized & decided to have a sandwich at my favorite wine & spirits shop. As I emerged with my delicious sandwich (turkey on ciabatta sundried tomato spread balsamic & sweet olive oil), I was head on with Mr. Hader for a second I paused, he smiled & then went on his way. He was adorable in his little blue hoodie & sneakers. I was in sweat pants & “workout hair”. Not exactly the Bill Hader moment I’d pictured in my head. I was on a call with the boyfriend & I could only whisper that I had seen Bill Hader, then proceeded to call my best chum with my sighting. I rarely get excited, but he is quite entertaining. He gets snaps for not doing what stars usually do: smug doucheface, no eye contact, & speed stepping through the masses on the busy block. Before I happen to drive away, I see Mr. Hader walking through the Mc Mansions, alone & smiling. No doucheface.

Playing a human blur…Mr. Hader in blue…

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Monica is…going to find orange cones.

blog-014Anybody who lives in an apartment knows the humbling pains of finding parking. On busy nights, the Asian church around the corner crowds the streets with cars, bumper to bumper. (lexus & hondas!) I circle the street a few times, give up & have to block the driveway. So with that being said, I wish I was as bold as the woman who guards this almighty parking spot. Everytime I come home from work without fail at about 6:48/6:50ish, I see her remove the cones & park. Isn’t this illegal? Quite frankly, I’m surprised a crackhead hasn’t taken these for bartering. Pretty ingenious, right?

Monica is…trying to eat recession friendly.

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When you live around here, markets have the shittiest variety of veggies & poor meat. I have a Food4Less across the street & I never go there. (Food4Less is a market in LA that sucks ass, medicine, baby formula, & liquor are in cages) It’s pretty horrible & if your in there chances are the person paying right in front has a 400z beer, reeks of cigarettes & talking to themselves. I hate dealing with this shit, so I often drive pretty far to find yummy things to make for dinner. Sadly there is no fresh farmers market here. Although sometimes, I don’t have the energy to sit in traffic & I find myself snagging goods in the most unlikely places. Tonight’s dinner was pretty much supplied from the 99cent store & a small yet efficient min-market by my house. Yep, those pretty asparagus & fresh zucchini, a deal at just a buck each.  Grilled chicken, soft jasmine rice, oven roasted veggies topped with parmesan cheese. So you see kids, there’s lots of cheap, healthy things to eat around here, if you look hard enough.

Monica is…still thinking about Mimi’s Cafe.

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After being duped earlier (“mega sale” at the LA Convention center), we decided to eat away our disappointment with a comforting visit to Mimi’s Cafe in Atwater Village. It’s a little cottage, filled with awful french/jazz decor & screaming families. Yet they have a pretty decent spread for a money conscious pocket, like myself. They give you that little basket of joy filled with carrot raisin bread. I could eat mounds of that bread slathered in softened butter! I had the ranchero eggs over country potatoes & filled my tummy with starchy goodness. It was just right for 7 bucks & I was seemingly happy again. I love a deal, but geez I can’t wait to eat like I used to. These chain restaurants are pretty far from fine dinning. Soon I hope…soon.

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