Lessons learned from your holiday travels: 1) Limit two eggnogs per grandmother. 2) It’s time to get a new suitcase. Like this perfectly sized, zipperless carry-on. It opens via roll-top, glides easily on 360-degree wheels and has a battery with two USB ports, plus GPS so your bag never disappears unannounced. Unlike Grandma.
The Smile arrives from Manhattan today with a little place called Di Alba under the same roof as Downtown’s Shinola. It specializes in focaccia topped with things like smoked salmon, fresh mozzarella and San Marzano tomatoes. Good thing acquiring a focaccia specialist was your first resolution.
The Pikey, Roger Room and Bar Lubitsch’s Jared Meisler has a new Silver Lake hangout called the Friend. There’s a pinball machine in front, pommes frites and charcuterie from Eric Greenspan, and visuals curated by a legendary street artist. And just some truly inspiring drinking done by you.
Cinefamily kicks off a Pedro Almodóvar retrospective on Friday with Women on the Verge of a Nervous Breakdown. Then you can expect a different film from the Spanish master practically every night. Well, at least for the next few weeks.
This is about a small menswear store tucked discreetly into Venice called the Lost Explorer. It features a notable mix of cashmere henleys, proprietary small-batch mezcal and sherpa jackets made of cork. That’s what this is about.
Until now, cloning has been saved for things like sheep and Pyrenean ibex. But look to Hermosa Beach, where Laurel Tavern is now serving its burgers, duck confit sandwiches and bourbon mules just a few blocks from the beach. Nothing against Pyrenean ibex.
