Cold brew, Flywheel, Zadie Smith, Lara Bar, running, poached eggs, more coffee— only 1pm and it’s already the best Saturday ever.
I fight pond monsters in the morning (with my eyes closed, apparently).
Hiking in the 909. Those pickles were found inside the drinks case at the frozen yogurt shop.
Second breakfast. Or as we call it on the east coast, lunch.
DTLA breakfast. Scrambled eggs rivaling Tom’s. Tom, we need to experiment with chives and sriracha mayo… possibly caramelized onions too… Really, I just want to recreate this sandwich for you in Cambridge.
DTLA has gelato!
The royal game of India.