makes you stronger, or something corny like that. Well as you now know, New Years Eve punched me in the face. And New Years Day started off a little slow (if you count crawling on your hands and knees to the bathroom in a sweaty shaky panic). I should preface this by saying I don't normally drink champagne. Nor do I do it on an empty stomach. So that combined with the flat tires and stress were a lethal combo.
Luck for us, our friend Kara decided to throw an elaborate Kentucky Derby Party, complete with race ticket invites and a CHUCK WAGON!!
From the minute guests entered her sweet 60's style pad... horse decorations and roses adorned every curve and mantle. 
The best part of all was the info table- detailing all of the racing horses, their owners-trainers etc... and their odds. Each guest was given the option to put their money down on their hunch and try to get lucky. I put my bet on Street Sense and Great Hunter. Mr P. decided to go with the horse no one picked- that was 50-1. Ouch.
Most women wear huge hats to the Kentucky Derby, I opted for huge hair
Mr. Tottenham giving me insider tips on the race
I sort of had a love affair with the pink metallic foil flower wallpaper- and the way the bathroom mirrors create a cloning effect
Mr. P found the Chuck Wagon...
Did I mention my horse WON!! that's right ...payday.
From there we took my money to the next party- the HULLABallo SilverLake Music Conservatory party.
Saturday morning...dead asleep- then BOOM a loud knock - followed by "WAKE up, it's treat street time!"
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It was 8 a.m.
Little did Sedona know- infamous Treat Street begins at 10:30.
What would we do till then?
Pass the time with a sleep walking Britt desperately trying to locate the treat stand.
We were the first people on the scene, and therefore had first pick of the freshest.
we ate cookies, cupcakes, raspberry bars, brownies---
What's the best thing to do after devouring bowls of sugar snacks? Go on a fast curving rollercoaster right above the ocean of course!!
Hidden Treasures in Topanga Canyon was a fun stopping point on the way...
Mr. P tests his Super human strength- first he had to try to lift the hammer over his head
All you need to have a good time on the beach it seems is a bubble machine
Guess what just opened one block from the SHOW PONY?
That's right- Delilah's Bakery, Echo Park's very own Magnolia style cupcake delivery location!
We've been waiting patiently, and have stared at the shop for months dreaming of the day the doors would open. Britt and David walked with me to sample the goods around 12:30 this afternoon, only to find empty trays and zero cupcakes. SOLD OUT! Delilah confessed that the sweets were low and that she sold over 150 cinnamon rolls. We were only able to score a fluffy peanut butter pie slice.
One thing is certain- Delilah's early years playing Holly Hobbie with her Easy Bake Oven have paid off- Doors open tommorrow at 8 a.m. Remember if you snooze you lose.
Inspired by down-home Southern baking, the new operation delivers fresh cakes, cupcakes, and pies right to your door. Cakes come classic (chocolate, vanilla, yellow) and grown-up (German chocolate with pecan frosting, coconut with marshmallow). And some frostings are for adults only, since they’re spiked with the likes of whiskey and rum.
the cupcakes are baked in small panettone cups, rendering them about one and a half times the average size. (Because one is never enough, and two are always too much.) But the pecan-bourbon, old-fashioned apple, peanut butter, and Toll House cookie pies will have you wondering why cupcakes have been getting so much attention.
when david saw this sign he thought it would be funny to go in shouting obscenities and demanding sweets only to leave kind and gentle.
to check for hours and menu go here: remember they DELIVER!
http://www.delilahbakery.com/Delilah_Home.html
Another Bastille Day at TAIX family restaurant...
You wouldn't believe how great the staff looked last night. All the ladies were dressed in amazing feather hairpieces and layered skirts- The men decked out in fancy berets and short ties. Every ceiling was filled with red white and blue balloons. We had the best table in the house, with the accordian player close by. It seemed every time something cinematic was said he would strike up a tune
the best French waiter in town- Bernard- he's been with TAIX for over 40 years
the ladies man--George
Danny dropped by the East side- to celebrate Bastille day the right way. (Whevever I look at him I imagine him hanging out with his friend George Harrison and talking guitars and such...then I want to cry-)
Danny was making friends with the ladies- there were so many darling choices all done up for dinner
Another night of getting my "bloat" on. Today I am hurting.
this is the cool organ Joaquin tossed to the curb- Gabs came and rescued it from the dumpster.
Cindy and I woke up early and headed for Tujunga to the half off thriftstore sale. The place was swarmed with kids high on sugar rummaging through filthy toys. Creepy men followed us through the place trying to peak under our dresses while we shopped. The line was about 25 people long. We noticed this Russian woman pretending to be "unaware" of the long line. She stood in the front about to cut. We weren't having any of that in this heat. Cindy and I started a hate brigade and told her where she could go. She used her accent as a weapon and pretended to not understand. Later she propositioned some poor fool in line to let her go. I took her picture as we were leaving and said I wanted to remember what a rude idiot looked like.
check out this awesome sealed album I found...
This is the amazing view as you drive back from Sun Valley
Back at the compound, we made deviled eggs and minty fruit salad.
The day was mostly comprised of eating and eating again.
Mr. P specialized in marinating Elk Ribs, Boar sausage, and other strange game. I stayed mostly near the salads.
Fran and Mr. BBQ king host the best parties. Here they are before the stuff gets out of hand
Wylie makes a wet hamburger look so appealing-
The only patriotic person at the party
There is nothing better to end a holiday of feasting like a screening of VALLEY GIRL. For cindy and I this never gets old-- for sure like totally.
I've never really been into the party on the 4th thing. Ever since I was a kid- the notion of BBQ on the fourth of July was like a prison sentence. I always hated being dragged to the neighbors and having to explain my life as a kid to a bunch of drunk adults, who would later throw eachother into a pool. It always meant pork and beans from a can with bacon strips and brown sugar and dry potato salad. Maybe my apathy for the BBQ had something to do with the year my dad helped with the lighting of the fireworks and ran into a pipe and slashed his knee wide open and had to get rushed to the hospital.
I am finally warming to the BBQ as my agoraphobia takes a rest.
LAst night Mr. P and I attended one in Eagle Rock. The house had a yard and ping pong set up across from a gazebo. The sweet street was lined with rows of elegant houses and epic palm trees. Later we walked up the block and overheard dinner being cleared from open windows- a suburban bliss. This would be the perfect block to ride bikes as a kid or choreograph a roller dance routine in the street. I felt house envy for the first time.
Someone always forgets to make the deviled eggs.
I met someone at the party that has an entire web blog about doilies. That's right, she is in process of creating a book. Sometimes the BBQ has a way of bringing you in contact with people you may never have met otherwise.
Her website is : http://ideadujour.blogspot.com/
and she also has something under monstercrotchet. The first thing on her site is an amazing shawl with crotchet steaks and meat treats. She also told me about a local "stitch and bitch" that she has organized with some ladies. 
This morning while Mr. P was asleep I noticed he looked like Julius Ceasar. I grabbed a weed from outside and placed it on his head...and magic- he is Marc Antony!
The past few days have been swell. I watched "In the Mood for Love" by Wong KAR Wai -a lovely movie with a million costume changes per frame. Although not in the mood for subtitles- I was immediately hooked- by her dreamy figure and dresses.
Mr. P prepared an evening of TAPAS and treats with Spanish flair, that started with Squid shopping
and ended with him asleep at the dinner table with the guests around him.
Somehow we have been on a trivial pursuit kick lately. The old school edition, not the new one that has completely obliterated the literature category and the history questions. The latest edition asks questions from PEOPLE mag, MTV2, and mundane trivia for example: Who hooked up on Survivor season 3? or Who was Robin Givens married to for 24 hours?
These answers folks are not going to save your life- make you a richer man or educate you for your guest celebrity role on JEOPARDY. The title to this blog was one of the questions answers- from MY FAIR LADY of course.
Who ever can answer the following three questions first wins a super surprise from me:
1. What Woody Allen movie had Paula Prentiss stripping at PAris's Crazy Horse Saloon?
2. What Warren Beatty movie was shot in Dallas from Oct. 1966 to Jan 1967?
3. What film contained the warning "Oliver , if you marry her now, I'll not give you the time of day."
++Bonus Who always wore her hair in 56 curls??
Hidden in a dimly lit space on Hyperion is Justin's little secret. (that was also the name of his mom FIFI's shop) The Vietnamese Soy CAFE is a small space with a short menu- but delivers the best company, conversation, and tastes this side of town. The CAFE has healthy interesting items that most PHO places don't offer. There are amazing lemongrass sandwiches as well as super sardine green onion specials. The spicy soup is your best bet- but the lotus seed rice is great with the jicama rolls. Everytime I go- conversations with the owner/chef are delightlful. This time we ran into LAVENDER DIAMOND singer Becky Stark. She was about to chug a C-shot- (-cayenne-organic sugar cane-and lemon) She told us that this concoction has helped make her voice clear as a bell. If you are in L.A. try to find it. The Vietnamese coffee is called 48 hours. They mean stay up all night for two night business over there.
Miss Cynthia has a way about her. When she says go--I follow. After two margaritas- I pretty much didn't have much say about anything. Keeping with the theme of the evening GOLD, she slipped into a black and gold glitter minidress and little red riding hood deviant coat.
We ventured downtown for the night with our favorite Nina in tow. At the Golden Gopher- we found ourselves entertained by the best dryhumping threesome. Seems that this unchartered part of town has luxurious lights and flocked wallpaper- and the perfect bathrooms for photo shoots.
We then went to the lovely round shaped BROADWAY BAR. Only open for 6 months- this place really pulls out the glamour. This particular evening (the round bar -numbered like a roulette wheel)- has lovely ladies pick numbers randomly throughout the course of the evening and offers winners free drinks. The club features burlesque dancers and an adorable magic girl- dressed like a bunny. She had the best teeth- with a perfect gap.
This place also provided a fine assortment of dry humping ladies. Something just shy of an episode of the L-Word. I would have documented this but felt you may need a reason to go visit the bar alone. The smokey marbalized mirrors and Versace like carpets- made for a luscious photo backdrop. Check out the amazing performers- dancing their way down the staircase.
The darling Bella Barretta- known for her racy Burlesque dancing and costumes
I loved this ghostly performance- by eliza
This Josephine Baker number was absolutely amazing!!
This magical bunny is one of the few female magicians in L.A. She trained at the Magic CASTLE! Check her website out if you need a girl with a few tricks up her sleeve....www.laroojack.com
Check out their other nights around town- these girls really know how to have a good time
Our favorite juice/sandwich spot is about to leave for good. Prasadam on Sunset in Sunset Junction has revealed plans to abandon shop. We decided to have a last Yerbe matte soy latte and red cabbage. the to go wrap job (like a foil rose) made me shed a tear. News is they may try to open a different place in Echo PArk. Even better.
cynthia wanted to steal this cannister of sea salt as a souvenier
