I love cozy dinners. Those family style dinners where you have multiple things to chose from that invoke conversations about what you’re eating. You’re huddled so close to each other that it’s difficult to move plates around because there’s no space. 336 more words
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This is Steph. She’s awesome. We met at university and bonded whilst burying burnt sausages in the sand on Bournemouth beach. We then moved to London together and have no idea how we survived the first 6 months since neither of us had secured jobs, just desire in our hearts knowing that’s where we should be. 493 more words
If you’re looking for a pleasant way to spend a Saturday or Sunday morning, I highly recommend making your way out to Republique. Located off of La Brea between Wilshire and 6th Street, you’ll find a small valet parking lot next to the restaurant. 486 more words
I’ve wanted to see the La Brea tar pits on Wiltshire Boulevard in the heart of Los Angeles, since I was a schoolboy.
I can’t remember where I first read about them, but I was fascinated by the concept – asphalt that oozes from the ground trapping mastodons, and saber-tooth tigers, and dire-wolves and thousands of birds over tens of thousands of years. 262 more words