there was all sorts of fun stuff inside, although it wasn't necessarily what he'd been hoping for.
funny socks that i would've picked up for him, but not for $15 a pair:
super vintage items that would be kick ass as decor, but with price tags that reflected their cool factor.
he did manage to pick up a wall-mounted bottle opener shaped like a bear's head, which we paid for at the counter made up of old books.
we got to chatting with the lady at the register, and when we asked her for a good spot to have lunch she directed us just up the street and around the corner to this place:
the menu was made up of lots of cocktails and comfort food, just what we were looking for. it was a little chilly that day, especially sitting in the shade, so the hub decided to try out the soup of the day. i don't remember what it was, but he said it was really good.
he chased it down with a mojito:
and then followed that with their house bbq burger.
i was perfectly happy with my delicious "really good french toast," covered in powdered sugar and housemade salted caramel sauce.
and then i noticed something a little out of the ordinary...the dude sitting at the next table had a little friend sitting on his shoulder.
i swear, man...only in l.a.