Results tagged “outoftowners”

It seems every where you look in local food blogging or restaurant reviewing, the buzz word of the moment is Terroni, a Canadian import that just opened up an outpost in West Hollywood serving up affordable Southern Italian fare. Natalie Houghton of the Daily News (via LA.com) sums it up on both sides of the scale: "At its best: Prices are reasonable, sharing is not a problem here, and sampling a variety of Italian...

The only one of the accused 6 to not post bail, Mychal Bell, is expected to receive his sentencing today in Jena, Louisiana. Local officials tried to impede the traveling march from entering the small town of Jena (population: 2,971) by limiting 5 buses to enter the city limits per 12 minutes. Most locals have fled the city, businesses have closed down. While the arrest stems from the fact that 6 black teens beat a...

Well, as if we didn't have enough to be pissed at President Bush for, we come to find him responsible for the hours-long traffic nightmare that's virtually shut down the Westside this evening.

Our mates across the pond at Londonist let us know that our city is being praised for its politeness. According to the Telegraph, the city of Angels lived up to its name when it was visited by a UK journalist who was impressed by how cool we were to him -- embodying the laid-back surfer image. Yet, after all, LA is hardly a backwater and everyone you stopped to ask for help with directions...

Something possessed us to hop in the car and to cruise on up to the little town of Ojai to spend a sunny afternoon. We needed a little getaway -- you know how it is when things get a little hectic in the city and a new landscape on loan is just what's needed to give yourself a break and recharge the old batteries. So out came the map of California (well, okay, we downloaded a PDF from the state's website to save the unfold-fold hassle) and we hatched a plan. Remembering lore about Ojai's majestically quaint beauty, thriving arts scene, and reputation for eclecticism, we thought the hour-and-a-half trip would be just the right thing for us. We had delusions of roadside produce stands offering cornucopias of local agricultural products for sale. We had visions of ourselves strolling along the historical main drag, eager to part with hard-earned cash on any sort of local art, antiques, or goodies to take home. We thought about the beautiful nature, the tasty food we could have, the plentiful homages to famed resident Beatrice Wood...

by Peter DeWolf