About a month ago, Alexa started forwarding emails to me. Emails describing pretty much any kind of great Los Angeles thing to do, new restaurant, coupons to LA hotspots, etc. So many that I can't really see straight, nevermind being able to read them at work. She's trying to be smart, while still having fun. And I appreciate that. She found a website with the best sandwiches in LA and wanted to try them all (there's 24) in one year. Realistic timeline and, well, it's food, so sounded great to me!
A few weeks ago, on a sunny Saturday afternoon, my girlfriend and her best friend, Kristin - my former roommate - wanted to walk 2.5 miles to the Peet's coffee shop on Larchmont. I just wanted to spend 45 minutes on the elliptical at the gym. But I went with them. Afterwards, we got manicures and were forced to hear some New Yorker who was an assistant to a microphone on the red carpet (the Oscars were that day) bitch about LA.
Two weeks later, we walked to the other Peet's that is close by, this time on Sunset and San Vicente, also about 2.5 miles. Right beforehand, I called a friend who was still in bed and asked her if she wanted to "go for a walk." I failed to mention that we were doing an urban hike...especially since going north on San Vicente is a steady uphill walk. My friend Gina showed up in jeans. Oops. At least she had sneakers on.
We arrived at Peet's and immediately were "assaulted" by some crazy woman who said she could give Kristin and her fiancee a wedding for $5. And then proceeded to recount crazy stories, including a millionaire boyfriend and a ex-husband on whom she has a restraining order. We finally escaped. Walking down the hill, Alexa decided we'd go to the first sandwich place. And we'd walk to every other sandwich on the list...
We headed down to Santa Monica, took a right, and meandered over to Robertson and then south to Beverly. The list had Petrossian on it for its "1925 egg salad sandwich," an egg salad and caviar sandwich. I'm not a fan of caviar, but I actually enjoyed the sandwich (although I really liked the cucumbers!)
Gina had the Croque Monsieur, with the Croque Madame. It was by far the superior sandwich.
I had the Caprese with Proscuitto, which was also very good. Kristin ended up taking a bite of the egg salad, caviar sandwich and then jogging home to finish an assignment due that day.
Next up? We'll probably march our hammies to Joan's on Third for their short rib sandwich. It's the closest to our apartments ;)
K
