Yeah, so, in yesterday's post about the kitchen, I mentioned that we moved last week. After more than 10 years in the Heart of Screenland, we've ventured back into L.A. proper and it feels weird but good, since the Heart of Screenland has turned into the Heart of Poo Land as of late because of all the rich folk who act like they've discovered this "great" "cute" "new" place called Culver City and are willing to pay outrageous rents. If I weren't so nice, I'd say that they all can kiss my bony white ass between their sips of vino at Bottle Rock and bites of (admittedly delicious) flatbread appetizers at Ford's Filling Station.
I am simultaneously bitter about having to leave a place we helped make cool and thrilled to be engaging in a massive life change.
But the truth is that downtown Culver City sucks now. It's too crowded, too expensive, and the few good things that all the development has brought to the place (truthfully the only things I can think of right now are Ugo and the Kirk Douglas Theatre) don't come close to making up for all the bad that it's done to the neighborhood.
Blah, blah, blah, classic gentrification at work. Our kitchen's still a disaster, but at least we don't have to fight our way through scores of clueless moviegoers unfamiliar with the quirks of the stoplights in downtown Poo Land to get there.
I'd like to end on a positive note, though: if you have to move anytime soon, I HIGHLY recommend the Delancey Street Foundation's moving services. The guys were AMAZING and it's a hugely good organization to support.