Bombo in Downtown LA
Bombo in Downtown LA
I know that I’m fat on the inside, and kind of on the outside too. But last week, my fatness reached a new level as I encountered my own fat sense. It’s like a Spidey sense, but it doesn’t have a cool costume or web slinging abilities. Instead, it’s an ability to know that something
Berlin Currywurst in Downtown LA
Ich bin eine Frau! That’s “I am a woman” in German and sadly, it’s the only thing I know how to say. That means I really need to get back onto Duolingo. Although my German may suck, my interest in discovering restaurants (including German ones) doesn’t. Thanks to Berlin Currywurst in Grand Central Market, I
Olio Pizzeria at Grand Central Market
It was Thursday, 12:42pm, and I was at work. At that moment, I had to decide where to grab lunch since my 3-day shrimp pasta wasn’t going to cut it. I needed to find something that was delicious, quick, close to my job, and wouldn’t deplete my bank account. It was asking a lot, I know.
