Before I go into my fabulous lunch at that dump, The Peninsula, I must express my general distaste of the dental industry.
I walk into her office with my British teeth and her Persian accent (“you have the teeth of a 65 to 70 year old!”) and she has me right where she wants me!
Earlier, at lunch, I had snapped off one of my pricey front veneers slurping on a noodle and had to rush in, vulnerable.
Before I knew it, I had swiped my credit card to the tune of $5000 and had committed to a year of invisible braces!!
I guess I was blown over by the glamourous fact that my dentist was voted one of the top LA doctors and would be appearing on the Dr. Oz Show.
This is the same dentist that had surprised me in a prior blog by showing up at my client’s CD release party. Did she know anyone there? Uncertain.
Now, onto lunch. My friend L.H. had graciously invited me to a fantastic meal (during one of our first sunny January days) at the beautiful Rooftop Garden.
I had to hide my camera in a paper bag as to not appear like a paparazzi. When I checked in, they saw the wrinkled bag and knew they were dealing with a disturbing level of celebrity.
The food here is not only delicious, but well presented. However, for these prices, the food should also take you home and have it’s way with you!