{"id":3652,"date":"2017-08-02T19:36:21","date_gmt":"2017-08-02T19:36:21","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/maxkochuncorked.com\/?p=3652"},"modified":"2017-08-02T19:45:53","modified_gmt":"2017-08-02T19:45:53","slug":"a-decadent-day-in-downtown-l-a","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/maxkochuncorked.com\/?p=3652","title":{"rendered":"A Decadent Day in Downtown L.A."},"content":{"rendered":"

Sure, I live in Los Angeles but I never<\/em> bother to go downtown unless I’m being dragged against my will to\u00a0attend some play or\u00a0musical by my lovely wife. \u00a0So you can imagine the dread I felt inside when she said, “Hey! Why don’t we take the Metro<\/a> line downtown sometime and see some sights.”<\/strong><\/p>\n

To be fair, she was coming from a place of encouragement because I had just seen an old Huell Howser<\/a>\u00a0segment featuring Downtown L.A.’s Grand Central Market<\/a>. \u00a0I was suddenly very\u00a0curious to see what it was all about and that set the wife off on a mission to plan a day downtown. \u00a0ANY opportunity to explore a city (even our own!) and my wife is ON it.<\/strong><\/p>\n

ME: But we can’t leave the dogs alone that long…<\/strong><\/p>\n

NIC: They’ll be FINE. We’ll only be gone for 5 or 6 hours!<\/strong><\/p>\n

So yesterday morning we drove up to the North Hollywood Metro station to park our car so we could get on the subway train to head downtown. \u00a0I suppose we could have just walked there since we only live about 25 minutes away from it on foot. \u00a0But it was already so hot and humid by 10am, that we\u00a0said, “Ah, screw it, let’s spoil ourselves!” \u00a0The truth is, the parking lot was\u00a0unbelievably\u00a0packed and confusing. There were green zones and blue zones and pink zones and yellow zones and bus zones and bike zones and we didn’t know WHAT the hell was going on. But we finally figured it out after about another 30 minutes and finally made it down to the station’s ticket terminal, which was equally confusing if not more so. \u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

(Seriously, we had not ridden the Metro since, like,\u00a0the late 1990’s…)<\/strong><\/p>\n

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The wife utterly bewildered by the ticket machine. (Tap card? What’s a TAP card…?)<\/strong><\/p><\/div>\n

We weren’t on the subway car FIVE seconds before some kind of heated argument broke out between 2 passengers, only adding to my anxiety about getting on an underground train in a region RIPE for a massive earthquake to erupt and bury us in concrete and steel.\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

Thankfully, Security arrived to break up the brawlers and I managed to breathe it out the rest of the ride down.<\/strong><\/p>\n

We got off at the Pershing Square<\/a> exit and were IMMEDIATELY thrusted into a monsoon of people, pollution, buildings, bricks, construction, noise, odors,\u00a0oddwins, cars, cranes, filth, fury, and honking horns. We also started accidentally walking in the opposite direction of our first destination on the\u00a0<\/strong>itinerary. Namely, The Last Book Store<\/a>. (Suggestion: NEVER forget a MAP.)<\/b><\/p>\n

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The Last Book Store was SO cool. New books, used books, rare books. And BEST OF ALL, a warning sign to customers that I was very happy to see:<\/strong><\/p>\n

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THANK YOU, Last Book Store! \u00a0It’s one of my biggest pet peeves, these loaf-abouts who grease and gross up the stock with their finger tips and coffee dribbles.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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And check this out, they even sell used DVDs and rare-ass PUNK ROCK records!<\/strong><\/p>\n

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The Annex Room is a TRIP. \u00a0So many kickass, Koch-centric treasures to be found…<\/strong><\/p>\n

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So of ALL the things I coulda bought, what do you think I wound up with?<\/strong><\/p>\n

You guessed it: A Carrot Top DVD, a book on Shane MacGowan<\/a>, and “The Collected Works of Beavis and Butthead!” \u00a0Am I a refined, cultured individual or WHAT!<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Listen, I stand by my choices. \u00a0And this total badass bookseller babe at least agreed with my Shane selection, anyway…\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Phew! \u00a0Shopping for books can be exhausting and we were starting to get hungry so it was finally time to say goodbye to The Last Book Store – and this Fishbowl Head Lady – and make our way over a few blocks to the Grand Central Market for some culinary taste-gasms.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Along the way, I stopped to see if I needed any Aloe Pure or joint support pills. \u00a0I did not…<\/strong><\/p>\n

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I’m telling you, you never know who – or what – you’re going to run into in Downtown L.A. …it’s all VERY surreal. \u00a0I even saw a man talking to a natty, old\u00a0ventriloquist\u00a0<\/strong>dummy. \u00a0But I saw that in San Francisco, too, once, so it really wasn’t that<\/em> big a deal.<\/b><\/p>\n

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Ah. \u00a0Thar she blew. \u00a0The Grand Central Market. \u00a0We’d made it.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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The first thing we saw when we entered the left-side door was a WALL OF WINE. \u00a0Perfect for this blog!<\/strong><\/p>\n

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This was a title I was interested in picking up on the way out but it was all so overwhelming, this marketplace, that I forgot. \u00a0I mean, who in their right mind wouldn’t wanna enjoy a red blend during Happy Hour…?<\/strong><\/p>\n

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The scents, the sounds, the hunger, the humanity…<\/strong><\/p>\n

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The Grand Market has SO many options, you almost start to short circuit.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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And don’t even get me started on the delicious\u00a0artisanal\u00a0Goudas (from Scotland and Holland) we picked up at DTLA Cheese<\/a>.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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You need spices? \u00a0You need chiles? \u00a0You need Moles? \u00a0What about powders and rubs? \u00a0ANYTHING YOU NEED!!!<\/strong><\/p>\n

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You need to re-adjust your pants in front of the China Cafe counter? \u00a0GO for it…<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Finally, we settled HERE to catch our breath. \u00a0The Oyster Gourmet<\/a>. \u00a0If you follow me at all on this blog, you know ALL ABOUT my adoration for oysters. \u00a0And best of all, you don’t judge me for it.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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I ordered a beer and the Chef hand-picked my 9 globs of glory…<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Nic ordered a French white (you’ll see…it’s this entry’s wine pairing) and a succulent shrimp cocktail…<\/strong><\/p>\n

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I mean the produce ALONE down there. \u00a0Of course, we came from a train so we could only carry so many canvas bags full of crap.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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And I assure you, your sweet tooth will NOT feel ignored.<\/strong><\/p>\n

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They even got an Eggslut<\/a>. \u00a0I don’t know what it means, but I’m\u00a0intrigued…<\/strong><\/p>\n

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If you think we’d had enough to eat, you are VASTLY incorrect. \u00a0Nope, it was now time for our actual LUNCH! \u00a0Spaghetti with Tomato, Garlic Bread, and Ceasar Salad from Knead & Co.<\/a> \u00a0I’m telling you, the main directive of the day was DECADENCE. And Knead was SO fantastic. \u00a0Just enough fuel to get us back home. \u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n

(And don’t worry…we shared…and did so much hot, sweaty walking, we pretty much lost every pound we’d gained during this adventure.)<\/strong><\/p>\n

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Back out on the street and into the heat, it was time to find a refreshing, COLD dessert. \u00a0Nic had seen an ad in The Downtowner<\/a> for a place called Little Damage<\/a> that served – you guessed it again – GOTH<\/a> ice cream!<\/b>
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By the time we were ready to hike it back to the Pershing Square Metro station, I was WIPED. \u00a0But I also felt a new appreciation for my city. \u00a0Like I had actually gone away on vacation for a day and all I had to do was take a quick subway ride downtown for a few hours. \u00a0And we BARELY scratched the surface. \u00a0There is SO much more to do and see and EAT. \u00a0But, MAN, was I happy to get back to my little old black pugs. AND MY AIR-CONDITIONING.<\/strong><\/p>\n

WINE PAIRING: Nic’s French white choice! The Picpoul de Pinet<\/a>. Merci!<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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