Han Style, part two.

Continued from part one: Han Style, solo

Day 2 started at

Donut Friend

Now this beautiful, glorious establishment is located in Highland Park, 20 minutes away from where we were staying in Hollywood. George didn’t have to go to work till 8 am so we splurged on our freedom and got two donuts each. We both got the Javabreaker and I got the Bacon 182 and George got the Hüsker Blü.   

It. Was. Ridiculously. Delicious. 

 I mean a twist on punk band names AND vegan donuts?! 

My mind is still fuzzy and deliriously happy thinking about it…  

Donut Friend

5107 York Blvd, Los Angeles, CA 90042

http://www.yelp.com/biz/donut-friend-los-angeles?utm_source=ishare

Back at the hotel as George went to work: I went into the jacuzzi tub because I have no shame and I swear I haven’t showered in a week as penance (enter quip about crusty hippies here, whatever). I soaked for forever, watched Paranormal Attacks (or Paranormal Survivors, I dont know, something cheesy but wonderfully terrible). 

After I finally dragged myself out I got dressed 

and headed to the 

Hollyhock House

I walked (because that’s what I do). Bought my ticket (I think it’s $7) and put on my little paper booties over my shoes and started my tour. 

First off: the tour is short.

Secondly: the house is phenomenal.

Third: “What the f*ck I can’t take pictures here either?! What is it about LA?!” 

In all seriousness I get it and understand but in a world full of social media enticement pictures and sharing experiences are kind of everything. Wouldn’t you want people to be intrigued?Anyway. The volunteer docents are great, informative, friendly and obviously LOVE architecture. If you want to make the whole experience last longer bone up on your Frank Lloyd Wright trivia and go to town. 

Ps the view is pretty incredible.

  

Hollyhock House
4800 Hollywood Blvd, Los Angeles, CA 90027

 http://www.yelp.com/biz/hollyhock-house-los-angeles?utm_source=ishare

Stop two: Fern Dell to The Trails Cafe

Fern Dell is billed as a sliver of nature in the hustle and bustle of Hollywood. Also know as the “Andy Griffith location” (this is the second time I’ve made an Andy Griffith reference in this post…it’s irrelevant). First of all Fern Dell is very pretty but like the rest of LA it kind of smells like urine. Also, it didn’t look like anything out of the Andy Griffith opening credits. Still, it was MUCH prettier than walking on the streets. I took Fern Dell up to The Trails and got some much needed food.  

The Trails is adorable and full of the prettiest and most friendly staff ever (I’m speaking specifically of the very cute blonde that had the kitten or raccoon tattoo on her forearm, she took great pleasure in spelling my name right without asking). I got a $10 avocado sandwich (I’m serious) and listened to the gentleman behind me explain to his friend how he is un confrontational but then detailed how and why he screamed at his neighbor and the language he used. *sighs* Everyone thinks they’re someone more than everyone else and that is just another reason why I don’t care for LA (no offense pretentious writer/actor/entertainment lawyer showing his friend around bragging about passive aggressive neighbor relations). 

Aaaaaannnnyyyywwwaaaayyyy. 
The sandwich was good. Not so good that I would go back just for a sandwich but if I was in the area and starving, it’s where I would go. People watching is a treat at the very least.

The Trails
2333 Fern Dell Dr, Los Angeles, CA 90027

http://www.yelp.com/biz/the-trails-los-angeles?utm_source=ishare

Next stop.

A Walk to the Museum of Death.

The Museum of Death is one of those offbeat tourist attractions that anyone that has ever looked up “Offbeat blog of Los Angeles Attractions” has seen. Honestly. It’s great. It’s a vivid, well put together, flowing collection of all things death. From suicides to autopsies, they have anything you could possibly be curious about. 

So while I was impressed I have to admit that I won’t go back. Not because of any negative experiences but because it’s gory and too “real” (for me). The people working there are gracious and friendly. Again there is a “no picture” policy but considering that most everything in the museum is a real person at the end of their life it makes sense and I wasn’t even tempted. 

I had the bizarre thought as I was walking through that I might recognize someone in one of the pictures. It was a silly thought but it crossed my mind none the less. 

My FAVORITE part of visiting the museum was the family that was just ahead of me in the walk through. The Dad looked like a Gynecologist from Idaho, the wife looked like she had always been a stay at home soccer mom, the son looked like the “polite jock-athletic type” and Grandma.

Yup. 

They brought Grandma. Truth be told she handled all of the gore far better than the mom and I did. She observed the genital mutilation and step by step autopsy videos with the aloofness of a seasoned CSI investigator. Everything was just “interesting” nothing creeped this woman out. She was great. 

Museum of Death
6031 Hollywood Blvd, Los Angeles, CA 90028

http://www.yelp.com/biz/museum-of-death-los-angeles-4?utm_source=ishare

I walked from there to 
Good Times at Davey Wayne’s 

I can’t say I know how I first heard of this place only that it had crossed my path before and I filed it away under “places that would be cool to check out if I’m in the area and need a drink.” 

 

First off the entrance is exactly as described. It really does look like a small garage sale is going on and you really do walk through a refrigerator door to get inside. It’s original and fun right of the bat. The Door guy is his own brand of awesome. He’s friendly, inviting, jovial and cute but still looks capable of tossing someone out. The place is so chill that my normally trigger happy camera tendencies went a little gun shy. Also the inside decor is exactly what my living room is on its way to being. Right down to the amber colored glass lamps. The dj spins 70’s music nonstop and if it’s not original it’s a cover or a remix of a 70’s classic. In the patio area there’s a deck that looks exactly like the one my Grandparents had with hanging chairs, colorful wire framed ottomans that double as tables. There’s a trailer that has the best of the best era style centerfolds plastered all over the inside and a very pretty bearded bar man that is more than happy to whip you up something based on a vague idea of what you’re in the mood for (to be fair it was a quiet Sunday early evening when I went, please don’t do this during peak hours) I still don’t know what this drink was called but it was glorious and gingery and a tiny bit sweet. You can also order food out back at a tiny table with a sign above it that reads “the more you eat the more you can drink” wise words. I didn’t get anything to eat because it didn’t look vegan friendly (I also didn’t ask so don’t quote me). I happily sat sipping (several) drinks and people watching. 

 

Good Times at Davey Wayne’s 
1611 N El Centro Ave, Los Angeles, CA 90028

http://www.yelp.com/biz/good-times-at-davey-waynes-los-angeles?utm_source=ishare
From Good Times I walked to Amoeba to pick up Dear You that I didn’t have on vinyl yet and fulfilled a request for Help! for Kap.
I won’t go into too much detail about Amoeba, it’s a huge record store that most Californians know about and if you’re ever in LA or the Bay area I highly suggest you go. Its huge and the chance that they WONT have something you’re looking for is slim.

Amoeba Music

6400 W Sunset Blvd, Los Angeles, CA 90028

http://www.yelp.com/biz/amoeba-music-los-angeles?utm_source=ishare

Ps the picture above was taken at Doomies 

A place for “really bad for you Vegan food” with “eh” service. It was actually my first time back after having boycotted them after a truly terrible experience. They have 4 stars on Yelp which I find surprising after a few Instagram people also commented about how they don’t go anymore because Doomies is always short staffed. 

So. That’s that.

http://www.yelp.com/biz/doomies-home-cookin-hollywood?utm_source=ishare

All in all it was a great weekend and quite the experience seeing new places that are so close yet not in my backyard. 
As always venture to any of these locations at your own risk. 

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