Last night my friend came to Highland Park to visit little ol’ me. It’s not very often that my 310 friends come to visit me, so I decided to play host and showed her around a little bit what I love about Northeast LA. First, we stopped by York. York, in my opinion, is the best gastropub in LA. As I was still nursing a hangover from the night before, I decided to take it easy and order some Gingerale even though the various Craftsmen beer on draft from behind the bar were begging me to have a sip. Over the course of the evening, Read the rest of this entry »
