The end of an era

The Backdoor Bakery is closing, which is a perfect example of everything that has become wrong with Silver Lake. No, I haven't been here forever and maybe I am part of the problem in that I drive a jetta, but I can honestly say that what drove me out of hollywood and other parts of L.A. has followed me here. When I moved into my first apartment I was delighted to find a little coffee shop within walking distance that offered friendly faces and delicious treats for me and my pup. As I began frequenting the place more and more I got to know the owners, met their kids and the other regulars. I can't think of too many other places like that. I don't even have to order anymore, they just know what I want. Now that they are closing I am sick to my stomach at the options left to me. I can go to 7-eleven for coffee (blech!), I can go to the new (chain) place opening up down the street, which I can pretty much guarantee will NOT be the family place the Backdoor is, or I can get in my car and drive somewhere that is family owned (overuse of gas= not good for the environment). So my options suck. I guess it's time to move again, but where to?

Hot Nuts!

I travel sometimes, I used to travel a lot more. Sometimes I miss it so I frequent various travel and air transportation websites and read people's stories just so I don't feel totally out of the loop. Vicarious travel, if you will. I read them all, the horror stories, the reviews of in-flight entertainment, which airlines had the hottest staff, who serves the best hot nuts the fastest - wait - hot nuts? What hot nuts? The more I visit these sites the more I see that they're everywhere. Every site has multiple threads and posts dedicated to these little warm airborne gems and I had never even heard of them. From L.A. to Chicago to Shanghai to Portugal first class passengers are enjoying and devouring the objects of intrigue. Hot Nuts!! Now, not only have I been a very frequent traveler in my life, but I have also been a very frequent first or at least business classer. AND I HAVE NEVER HAD HOT OR EVEN LUKE WARM NUTS. Never even been offered them while the posters on these boards have apparently had them enough times to be able to tell you which airline has the best ceramic bowls to serve them in and who has the best variety. It makes me wonder. What have I done to deserve no nuts? Do I look like the kind of person who dislikes hot nuts? Do I look like the kind of person who would turn up her nose and wave away hot nuts? No, I don't. 

I look like the kind of person who would welcome said nuts with open arms and an open mouth. I would love them gently but with passion. I would take them in my fingers and lovingly place them into my mouth where I would crush them with the delicate precision only incisors are truly capable of. Then I would send them sailing down my esophagus where they would enjoy the company of their fellows who had gone before them. Yes, I have great plans for my future nuts and I'm ready and willing to put them into action. You hear me flight crew?? Action.