Another sunday, another session with my writing partner, another meal in Larchmont with Bonnie and Clyde.
This place reminds me of a Baja Fresh. Except, the menu is quite more substantial. The place has zero ambiance, however. So, it’s good for a quick healthy bite, then get the hell outta there.
We ordered the Chicken Avocado wrap. Very good. Expert opinion just given, folks. Show some respect.
After lunch (Clyde and I shared a wrap – trying to be healthy), we all walked over to Crumbs, the upscale bakery, who’s cupcakes rival those of Sprinkles.
Seriously, why is there always an enormous line in front of Sprinkles?? It’s the Pink’s of Beverly Hills! Is a freshly packed joint nestled inside each one? Or perhaps, like that woman that was recently busted at the airport who’s suitcases were actually made from cocaine, they’re also made from 100% Peruvian flake??
That being said, we resisted buying anything, as both Bonnie and Clyde had a workout at Barry’s Bootcamp scheduled the following morning (Is 4:15 considered morning? or perhaps late at night still??)
B & C had just purchased a toy Maltese little doggy dog, so I drove them around to various petstores looking for food dishes the size of a silver dollar and other miscellaneous shit. As I do not own a dog, this was very entertaining for me.
They should consider themselves lucky to be driving in a luxury vehicle such as mine. I mean, they sit in complete comfort as the steering wheel shakes like someone having a seizure out of the blue, the driver’s side door handle is missing and we all have to pile in on the passenger side, the brakes are basically non-existent, and there is a nice piece of pretty pink gum stuck to one of the seats.
Bonnie, I feel you put the gum there in the first place, so it’s only fitting you end up sitting in it every time.
217 N Larchmont Blvd
Los Angeles, CA 90004