It's funny because I was in Hollywood on Wednesday night eating at 25 Degrees (best built-a-buger in town in my opinion) and was looking up at Yamashiro thinking, 'How could I have never been there after living in L.A. for nine years?' Then I get a text message from my uncle saying we are going there on Sunday night to celebrate my cousin Evan's birthday. Perfect timing. After an amazing day in Manhattan Beach (where I had a fabulous goumet sandwich -- Claire doesn't want to blog about it... she'll keep it a secret) we hit Yamashiro and the view really lived up to the hype. The food wasn't bad either.. sitting in the garden was very Zen. We were just not sure about why the waitresses were wearing Chinese silk tops at a Japanese restaurant. Hmmm... Happy Birthday Evan!
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Goddammit. It's true, I'm a selfish whiner. Maybe I'll change my mind. The lack of parking just might keep the amateurs away anyway.
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