If You Can’t Drive, Don’t Come To LA

Driving west on Santa Monica Boulevard in the late afternoon is another satisfaction that I will never tire of. It’s a quintessential Los Angeles scene — the gorgeous ephemerality of driving towards the ocean and the setting sun as headlights begin to come on.

How I Fell In Love With Shellfish

I learned how to use the shell of one to pick out the meat of another. I loved how the shells would capture the decadent white wine sauce and could be used as little soup tureens.