Archives for 2011

A lonely night sky looms over a sleeping suburban town when, suddenly, a high-speed train interrupts the serene moment as it screams down the tracks. From the opposite direction, a pick-up truck smashes through a railroad-crossing gate and accelerates onto the tracks towards the oncoming train. What follows next is the most visually dazzling movie train wreck since Cecil B. … [Read more...] about Trailer Trash: Train Wreck

Located on Robertson in the Los Angeles/Beverly Hills line blur, Sweet E’s is a little difficult to find (it is tucked inbetween some shops -- I walked past it the first time and had to backtrack). But once you get there, it is absolutely worth it (as long as you don’t get the cupcake with crispies). It is on the larger side of bakeshops - they have typical cupcakes, but then … [Read more...] about Tales of Cupcakery — Sweet E’s Bakery

By Andrew Ramirez * I recently went to a bar at 4 in the afternoon on a Friday. What was the occasion? Nothing. Happy Hour exists for a similar reason: there is no reason to drink at four in the afternoon other than to drink at 4 in the afternoon. Let me explain. Barring turning six years old and celebrating in the backyard with a G.I. Joe piñata, any birthday party won't … [Read more...] about Boy Meets Bar: Ode to Happy Hour at Four in the Afternoon

Hi, everyone. I am back and fully recovered from my 100 consecutive viewing odyssey of the War Horse trailer. So let's do this then, shall we? Last night, I was watching the trailer for Captain America (one of the 158 superhero movies that swamped theaters last summer) and I had somewhat of an epiphany: Nazis aren't really relevant anymore as far as movie villains go. Sure, … [Read more...] about Trailer Trash: Captain America, Nazis and Wonder Bread

By Andrew Ramirez * At risk of sounding like the drunk uncle at the family BBQ: the older I get, the more I appreciate the extended metaphor that is bowling. Just hear me out. This weekend I was sitting on a leather couch at Lucky Strike, stirring a black straw in an Old Fashioned. The digs are nice. Neighborhood bowling alley meets trendy LA chic, spritzed with a … [Read more...] about Boy Meets Bar: Bowling on Sunday After Parent’s Weekend