Day 2: Bon Voyage
Second day, first day on a cruise to Mexico. We boarded at the Port of Los Angeles on a rainy day.
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365 Day 1
Day 1: Road Trip
Hit the road to Southern California today. I noticed this tiny creek somewhere off Interstate 5. Tomorrow: heading off for Mexico. This new year: first attempt at 365 project. 365 days, 1 photo a day. I figure I take photos almost every day, so I might as well take a shot at this daily photo project. I’ll be posting them on my Flickr account as well. Here we go!
Giants Win! SF is Orange!
San Francisco glows orange after Giants win their first World Series since 1954. Photo taken from Treasure Island. The white lights are the stadium brights at AT&T Park. Coit Tower is the hot orange on the right and the Transamerica Pyramid looks a bit like a Christmas tree topped with an orange orb.
The city celebrates.
GR/eats – Sawtelle Boulevard, West LA
Last month, I finally got around to eating an actual meal at gr/eats, a tiny eatery on Sawtelle Blvd. in West LA. GR/eats is the slightly random restaurant arm of Giant Robot, a magazine-media-culture-art empire created in 1994 by Eric Nakamura and Martin Wong. Previously, I had only gone inside the restaurant after hours, for a really intimate Goh Nakamura concert hosted by Giant Robot.
Some three or so blocks of Sawtelle Blvd. are my favorite place to go in Los Angeles, and a lot has to do with Giant Robot. The two retail stores and gallery space on the block are what got my 2nd year roommie at UCLA and me to hop on the green number 6 Culver City bus and explore the area in the first place several years ago. Sawtelle is replete with culinary wonders at affordable prices. Hide Sushi offers an authentic, simple, fresh experience at reasonable prices. Furaibo’s small side-dishes and crunchy fried chicken couples well with friends and Japanese beer on tap. Chabuya has comparatively small but satiating bowls of hot ramen. Volcano Tea is always crowded with students and young people inside and out. And of course, there’s a Nijiya grocery store and a Yogurtland, so no food craving is left unanswered.
Nestled amongst the whole Sawtelle scene, gr/eats is easy to overlook. It’s slightly recessed from the street (only because it boasts a rarity in the area — its own parking spaces in front), and a little diminutive next to a slightly misplaced hardware store. Still, it’s located only a few yards away from GR2 and just across the street from the original Giant Robot retail store.
Inside, the restaurant is small but cozy. GR artist Ai Yamaguchi’s works grace the walls, along with clips from a Rachael Ray magazine article highlighting GR’s deep-fried garlic meatballs.
Leaf-shaped wasabi
The menu at first glance looks to be Asian Fusion, serving up a mix of Japanese, Chinese and American dishes, but the term and all its connotations just don’t do the food justice. It’s probably most accurate to call this place a singular Asian American restaurant, serving up international homestyle dishes, from the tempting seared tuna sandwich, fish tacos, curry shrimp, and penne pesto. The flavors favor a Japanese influence; Chef Nelson Magana often serves up daily specials like chicken katsu sandwiches or veg-friendly tofu tamago donburi.
I ordered the Seared Tuna Salad, which came with a very generous portion of seared tuna placed around a bed of mixed greens topped with a flavorful house dressing. As an appetizer, I had the Okra Rolls, which have a surprising but delicious blend of ingredients including chicken, okra, enoki mushrooms, and avocado. I also had some standard fare: miso soup and a hot coffee.
The care for flavor and attention to detail was evident in each dish, not only in presentation but in flavor. For such a small operation, the eatery serves up a rather vast variety of foods, but with no apparent sacrifices in quality.
Next time in LA, I know where my first stop will be — and I’ll have to start off with those famous meatballs.
gr/eats
http://www.gr-eats.com/
2050 Sawtelle Boulevard
Los Angeles, CA 90025
Remembering Coach John Wooden
Coach John Wooden’s memorial service is streaming now from the Nell and John Wooden Court in Pauley Pavillion on Prime Ticket.
I’ve never had the privilege to directly meet John Wooden, but early in my college career, I had the opportunity to cover a game that Coach Wooden attended. I remember walking down the sidelines on the way to my spot on the baseline. While I was behind the announcer table, I looked up towards the stands. My heart jumped when I saw Coach Wooden, and I fumbled for my camera. I nervously snapped a photo of Wooden looking towards the court. It turned out blurry. But Coach Wooden turned towards me, somehow singling me out from the crowd. He nodded towards me and winked, his eyes twinkling in his signature way. I smiled back, and scurried on.
Coach Wooden has lived a remarkable life. I can’t quite speak to his successes as well as those who shared tribute to him, but there are signs of Wooden’s generosity everywhere on campus. When UCLA wanted to name the student athlete complex after John Wooden, he insisted that if there was any building named after him, it should be accessible to all students. And so, the John Wooden Center, the student recreation center and gym, got its name. Currently, John Wooden’s pyramid success is displayed in a huge mural above the JWC’s main entrance lobby, a constant reminder of the inner strength and character John Wooden taught.
So here’s to you, John Wooden. Great in life and in death, and still changing lives everywhere.