At the top of a tall, round building casting a shadow on the highway — right where Sunset meets the 405 — is a restaurant called West. I ate there Friday night with my girlfriend fiancée and her mom. The view of the city is just incredible and the bone-in New York strip was one of the top ten steaks I’ve ever had.
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West Restaurant, Los Angeles
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Life in LA
One of my friends is in a movie called Pranksters. My girlfriend and I went to the premiere Thursday night down at the Laemmle on Beverly. (It’s an independent film with quite a few sponsors; Krispy Kreme provided free donuts for all.)
Another friend keeps popping up on a late-night comedy show. He’s done some pretty funny Candid Camera-type sketches that are hysterical. Both he and his roommate had birthdays last week so Friday night we went to Cat & Fiddle on Sunset to celebrate.
The patio bar was packed all night, but somehow- even with fourteen million people wandering around LA - I bumped into a guy I hadn’t seen in almost two years. (Crazy!) It was good to learn he’s doing well and hasn’t squandered the hundred thou he won on Hollywood Squares last year. (He was back in town for a tournament of champions week.)
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