Tom’s in North Hollywood is the type of place where MEN go for lunch. Mechanics, HVAC workers, delivery guys. Walkie-talkies chirped intermittently in english and spanish, and two-thirds of the customers wore some shade of blue, their names embroidered above their hearts. I wasn’t surprised when my fork was dirty–tom’s isn’t the kind of place […]
Under no circumstances should a person travel to the opposite coast of a vast continent and not actually *see* the coast.
All three generations at Pink’s. The son wore a heavy gold chain that seemed to be constructed entirely of watch bands. Maybe he got some bored jeweler to make the world’s longest watch band, or maybe that’s the style these days. Pink’s has the ultimate collection of signed celebrity headshots, and not a bad hot […]
The way that teenagers in Masachusetts search for cars is a twice-monthly publication called The Want Ad. In this post dotcom era, ebay has mostly replaced that kind of marketplace, but you’ll still see the Want Ad kicking around the magazine rack at your local New England convenience store. And whenever there was a super-cool […]
Definitely not the NY. I was going for that Collateral effect on the night sky… don’t think I got it though. Me behind the wheel too, so don’t tell Poncherello.
‘Don’t evah marry girl from new york,’ he said. ‘She will curse at you in front of your kids!’ He was from Nigeria, in his sixth year owning a car service and 30th in the states. ‘If you live in United State for thirty years and you still alive, you must be pretty good man.’ […]