<em>As we collect ourselves for another year of filtering the crème de la crème, we look backat 2007's most prominent Los Angeles subjects—and how they settled in to the scene after theirdebuts.</em>
Behind the Melrose Place gates, change was afoot under the rustling olive trees. When the gates were finally flung open, critics foamed at the mouth, bloggers demanded the spindly chairs be burned—and one amiable chef kept quietly busy making you an extravagant meal like nothing else in town.
Though it seems impossible, rumor has it that Downtown nightlife did in fact exist in some form before Cedd Moses came along. Still, we remain skeptical.
After Tom "Top Chef" Colicchio got the kinks worked out at his CAA-adjacent Industry haven, the Industry promptly thanked him by grinding to a halt. As the writers' strike rages on, Colicchio will make do by inheriting post-Oscar party duties from the dearly departed Morton's—assuming, of course, the Oscars proceed as in years past.
The eye-popping 24-hour bistro with runway and Jacuzzi was supposed to open by Halloween, then was really supposed to open just after Thanksgiving, but…didn't. Come Christmas, however, you could finally consider those 4am waffles.
If there's one constant in Los Angeles life, it's the profound insanity brought on by endless traffic. Profound insanity that makes weird auto gadgets seem perfectly plausible. Weird auto gadgets like, say, a horn that bleats "I'm mad as hell and I'm not going to take this anymore!"
