Adventures in la

GRILLED CHEESE AND PROCRASTINATION:

I have been falling down on the job with this writing this old thing. But! But! I have a good excuse. I’m thisclose to finishing the first draft of my novel and I’m trying to get it done. This is a picture of my procrastinatey blocking out of a fight scene (later I made paper dolls and played with them for an hour).

And I also swear to you this. If you’re in Los Angeles, anywhere at all, get yourself to The Oaks on the corner of Bronson and Franklin on a Wednesday night. Wednesday night is grilled cheese night at The Oaks.

Let me back up a second; The Oaks is a gourmet cheese and wine and beer store. SO, as you can imagine, they make the most incredible grilled cheese sandwiches you have ever eaten in your entire life. And they come with a cup of tomato bisque ambrosia that has single handedly removed my childhood prejudices against tomato soup.

I was hesitant about telling anyone about this magical night of the week because the parking lot only has room for eight cars, but I am done being selfish and I’m letting the world know. I’ve done the jarlsberg and pear on fruity bread, and the shortribs, horseradish and some kind of cheese on sourdough, both of them were amazing. You can eat there at their one, communal table or you can take them outside to look at the line for UCB, or you can take them home with you. However you consume them, I swear: you will be glad you went.