Yesterday I crossed over into Californication. In all of my years of living, I had never been to Venice Beach, CA. Hearing tales of craziness that goes down at the hippie infested Boardwalk, I decided to throw on my DGFU Tank and make the journey. I was definitely in for an adventure.
I learned last week that the beaches in LA are not like OC beaches at all. After almost getting hit by a speeding Volvo while sprinting across PCH and hurdling over center dividers, I knew parking was going to be a task. A quarter tank and a few illegal U-Turns later, my sister and I were strutting down the Boardwalk. The first thing I noticed was how many black people there were because they said African Americans don't go the beach! With the sudden urge to break out into the "Cat Daddy", we continued down to see what other witchcraft was in store. We visited the infamous "Muscle Beach" to find only one person working out. That is not what they depicted on Spongebob. I was shocked to see how open everyone was about selling weed at the "Kush Klubhouse" and insisted pedestrians go visit the Dr. Kush. After devouring an imitation "Hollywood Hotdog" that cost me twice as much, I ran into the love of my life. A couple were selling 3 month old Pitbull puppies. I will be a dog owner by Summer 2011
Venice reminded me of Rocket Power. I could tell some of the older people there have made Venice Beach their chaotic, yet laid back, sanctuary for decades. Watching the edgy skateboarders plunge into a vacant swimming pool as the sun drifted behind distant mountains along the coast, it painted a perfect picture of what California living is about. I will definitely be going back for some discounted bargain hunting and to TwitPic more weirdos!
Don't Get Fooled University!
Muscle Beach
"Come see the Doctor!"
Rosa would not be pleased...
The Boardwalk
This man tried to kill my sister, so I took a picture.
Although I have [and will probably always have], the physique of Jack Skeleton from "The Nightmare Before Christmas", I love to eat! When I used to make the mission from The OC to Hollywood for wild nights of pop, locking, and dropping, there was always a mandatory pit stop to fill my tummy on the way home. When I was craving something more than a greasy bacon wrapped hot dog from the sassy Hot Dog Lady, I stopped at the infamous Kitchen 24 in Hollywood.
All I can say is "YUM!". Located in the heart of Hollywood on Cahuenga Blvd. between Sunset and Hollywood Blvd, K24 is a short drive or walk from any popular club in the area. I like to think of it as an "upscale Dennys". Amazing breakfast food and other typical American dishes prepared in a more prestige way. Blasting all of the club bangers, the night continues while you debrief on the evening's festivities over French Toast or loaded "Smac n Cheese". K24 is the perfect way to end the night.
My favorite dish on the menu is the Build-Your-Own omelette with a side of the AMAZING breakfast potatoes. Sometimes I pay a little more to get my omelette made with only egg whites. Instead of blowing your wallet at Berri's, take your half fancy and slightly inebriated body to Kitchen 24 to soak up some of that A.M.F. and converse with close, or maybe not so close, friends. Occasionally, you may run into your B List celebrity or witness a crazy group of friends turn from smiles to throwing forks at the glass walls and being escorted out by management. If you are lucky, both will happen in the same night like it did for me! If you cannot make it that night, it makes a great spot for Sunday brunch because it is open 24 hours a day [hints the name Kitchen 24 *wink*].
With a fully stocked bar and a young 50's flair to the establishment, K24 is perfect for any occasion. Plus, did I mention the AMAZING breakfast potatoes?! I may have an addiction.
Kitchen 24
1608 North Cahuenga Boulevard
Los Angeles, CA 90028
(323) 465-2424
