Nobody Ever Told Me I Had A Blog!

     Well, well, well.  I'm back...for now.  Much has happened since I've last blogged: I moved from the city to the valley; I got a dog; I have an amazing boyfriend, who now lives with me; I've added some tattoos; and I just finished my third year of full-time teaching.  Needless to say, life has been good...real good.  Where I am is where I'm meant to be, and all roads - dark, scary, windy, bright, and smooth - have lead me here.  It's hard to believe I'm in the throws of another summer vacation, leaving behind my third year of teaching and, quite possibly, the best group of kids I've had so far.

    Say hi to Max, my almost-3-year old Bichon Poo!

    I rescued him from Bark 'N' Bitches, which is located

    on Fairfax, just south of Melrose.  What a face!!

     Now that the violins have stopped playing, I can tell you about some of the places and people I've discovered on my magical journey called "Life."

BARK 'N' BITCHES: By far and away, this is the best place to rescue a dog.  Bark 'N' Bitches works with Jimi's Angels to help save the lives of hundreds of dogs.  I had been toying with the idea of rescuing a dog for a few years, and I knew the time was right when I moved into a ranchion (better known as "The Villa") with a massive backyard.  I headed over to WeHo with my brother and his friend, Joey, and they helped me to find the most perfect pup.  Max is everything you could ask for in a dog: lovable, cuddly, silly, energetic, playful, cute, kind...I can't get enough of him!!  Everyone who works at Bark 'N' Bitches is super knowledgeable and helpful.  Max is one of three BNB rescues within my close circle of friends (what up, Benny and Jack?!), and all of these four-legged boyzzz are amazing, healthy dogs.  If you're looking to rescue, which I hope you are, then look no further.  You'll foster for two days, and then, if you're a legit owner, you can very well adopt!  Arf!  

BLAZING SADDLES: "Candy gram for Mongo!"  No, not that "Blazing Saddles!"  I'm talking about the spin studio, just north of Ventura and east of Woodman (on Allott, a couple of doors north of Ventura).  Blazing Saddles is purely a spin studio, filled with top notch spin bikes, a JBL sound system, and teachers who will motivate you and whip your ass in 45, sweat-filled minutes.  Each instructor I've been to is amazing: Susan pushes you to your highest potential; I love TC's music choice; Shirley has incredible energy; Joe has nice biceps; and Steve has a dry sense of humor that tickles you pink while jumping on a bike.  I always leave there covered in sweat (sexy, I know), feeling grateful that I subjected my body to torture with a groovy soundtrack.  Use your money wisely and buy yourself the $300 unlimited summer spin (expires 9/2/13).  Happy Birthday to ME!

LA CAVA: Courtesy of one of my families this year, I now have my favorite Italian restaurant in the San Fernando Valley.  La Cava is your basic Italian restaurant - nice, but not overly priced, with delicious food, a killer wine selection, and the humble service you'd expect from a small town.  The best part of La Cava?  They have gluten free pasta!  Hell-to-the-YEAH!  Hats off to you, La Cava, and don't judge me when I lick the Risotto de Contadino plate when I finish.  

ANTONIO MOJARRO: My cousin Rachel (a.k.a. Lil' Blumpkin) introduced me to the one-and-only Antonio Mojarro, tattoo artist and downright cool guy.  Antonio has done my past few pieces, and I love every one of them.  He's willing to work with you to give you the perfect design, is incredibly artistic, comes prepared with brand new (clean!) equipment, and is just so nice.

My most recent tattoo, on my left shoulder, thanks 

to Antonio.  "Where you are is where you're meant 

to be."  True story.  

If you have any itch for ink, contact me, so I can give you his glorious information.  He also has tattooed some of my friends, and all customers leave satisfied.  Oh, and yeah, he travels to you!

TAMMI SATIN-SHAW: My hair is H.O.T.T., hot, hot HOT!  Tammi is a mother of one of my former students, and she kills at hair color.  She took me from black to blond (with a hint of hot pink, a-thank you) in a couple fell swoops.  She works from home and makes you feel like you're at home in her leopard-print salon.  She gives a great cut, too.  If you're lucky, you may even get to meet her delicious daughter.  Tammi's located in the San Fernando Valley, so contact me if you're interested in letting her shape your locks.  Damn, girl, you look goooooooood!

As I sit here at my wobbly kitchen table, trying to muster up some more new ideas, all that comes to mind is the spin class I took this morning, the cupcakes and cornbread I baked this afternoon (yep, I can safely say that I inherited my mama's baking gene), and the shower that I should take before date night with my handsome man.  If all goes well in this blogging world, I shall be back soon.  Cheers!

"O" Yeah

My newest tattoo, courtesy of Dave Hatton

Okay, this is now officially the longest I've gone without blogging. Yes, I'm still being hip. Yes, I'm still trying new places. Yes, I'm still gettin' my workout on. Although, I am ever so fortunate to have a full time job that takes up the majority of my time, which hinders my blogging updates. I've finally reached my career goal of becoming a full time elementary school teacher. I work at an amazing school in the San Fernando Valley and teach 20 adorable second graders who, as chatty as they can be, truly light up my days. Even though my voice is shot and my energy drained, I can look back on these seven post-college years and see that all the dedication, hard work, and trying times have led me here. I'm a teacher. This is where I want to be.

And now, your reviews for the day:

Red O 8155 Melrose Ave., Los Angeles, CA 90046

Holy shit. Without a doubt, one of the best restaurants I've ever eaten in. Created by Rick Bayless, winner of "Top Chef Masters," this Mexican joint has the perfect combination of taste, ambiance, and Los Angeles class. My cousin chose this place for his birthday and, although I knew the bill would be a pretty penny, it was WELL worth it. Our menu looked something like this (mind you, there were seven of us): Albacore tuna ceviche, Yellow-Fin tuna ceviche, chicken en mole poblano, beef short rib sope, pork belly sope, duck taquitos, fresh corn and goat cheese tamales, Oaxacan chicken tamale (my bro and I weren't fans of this one), crab and shrimp enchiladas (O...M...G), Tinga Poblana, carne asada, goat cheese cheesecake (a little intense for me), bunuelos, and cajeta ice cream. Wowie zowie. The bill came to $60 per person, although take one bite of those pork belly sopes and you'll be running back for more. Rezzies are hard to snag, so book in advance. Parking is street or valet, and don't forget to check out the tequila bar attached to the restaurant. Who's with me??

Izaka-ya by Katsu-ya 8420 W. 3rd Street, Los Angeles 90048

Hands down, one of the best sushi restaurants in LA. And, lucky me, it's a stone's throw from my apartment. Had a girls' night out here with one of my closest ladies, and we indulged. Miss O introduced me to the creamy rock shrimp tempura, which was out of this world. Combine that with baked crab, tuna on crispy rice, Robert rolls, fresh fish, sake, and good company, and you've got the perfect night out. It's pricey, but not much more than you'd pay at any other legit sushi joint. Make a reservation or you'll be locked in quite a wait. Parking is street or valet. When you're done, walk a few doors west and pop into St. Nick's for a drink or two. Mmm mmm good!

Velvet Grip Tattoo 7213.5 Santa Monica Blvd., Los Angeles 90046

Dave Hatton rocks my world. He's a no frills artist who tells it like it is. He makes the experience vulgar and entertaining -- just how I like it -- and he does an amazing job. If you want a tattoo, go see Dave. Tell him I sent you.

Zumba

What's better than working out without realizing you're actually working out? Nothing! Zumba is a combination of Latin and African beats that works you from head to toe. Since my gym closed for renovation and my schedule leaves me very little time to even breathe, I needed a workout that would be convenient, yet successful. Drop $75 and you'll get the dvd series and toning sticks -- totally worth it. Don't be surprised if you look like a total jackass when doing the moves; fortunately, this is geared for the comfort of your own home. I shut my windows, close the blinds, and shake what my mama gave me (my apologies to the neighbors downstairs). You'll be sweating within the first 10 minutes and craving to move like the people in the video (keep dreaming). Oh, and yes, Beto looks like he smokes some serious crack. His eyes are a wee bit too dilated when they do those close-ups. You can't blame him, though. He's made an empire off of shaking his hips. Rock on, Beto. Rock on.

Download this:

History (feat. Will Young) by Groove Armada and Mr. McGee by Zero 7, both of which make me very, very happy.

And, finally I will leave you with this quote for the day, which is a little insight into my life at the moment:

"When I come to the edge of all the light
I know, and am about to step off into the
darkness of the unknown, FAITH is knowing
one of two things will happen ...

Either there will be something solid to
stand on or I will be taught how to fly."

I'm Bringing Blogging Back

The Hangover Pizza at Vesta in Astoria, NY.

Cutting a rug on the dance floor with the Yearbook guy from "Can't Hardly Wait".

Getting to know Pickup Artists Kosmo and Matador at Les Deux.

Nothing but love for Elizabeth Banks at Bar Lubitsch.

A St. Patty's Day smooch with Kevin Connolly at Molly Malone's.

Clearly, we didn't like our meal at Umami.

Why are the onion rings still there? Because we were too full to finish them.

I believe this is the longest I have gone in between blogs. Why, you ask? Because life gets in the way sometimes. Six days ago, my life went from downtown to uptown in the matter of a phone call. For those of you who know me -- I mean, really know me -- you know that I have been working my ass off since getting my teaching credential a year and a half ago. I've subbed, assisted, taught, babysat, and tutored, all while exploring the bleak list of available job options in this horrid economy. I was completely at a loss for what would come this next school year yet, less than a week ago, I learned that all my hard work had paid off. Be it luck, connections, or my driving work ethic, I found out that I was hired as either a second or fourth grade full-time teacher at a highly esteemed LAUSD charter school. The road was long, the competition fierce, and the interviewing process arduous, and all roads led me here: embarking on a position that will reflect all I have been through and all I deserve. To my family and friends who love and support me and instill a strong sense of faith within me, thank you. I love you all dearly and truly could not have done this without you. Throughout this trying time, I also learned that if you send positive energy into the universe, you just might get it back...and I did. I could not have asked for a better birthday present.

Now, Universe, is it too soon for me to send out that same positive energy in terms of finding Mr. Right? Or am I just being selfish? I know, I know, good things come to those who wait, but I've waited 27 years and 364 days and could write a book on all the Mr. Wrongs I've dated. Allow me answer my own question: No. It's not too soon. 28 seems like a good year for him to come my way. Thanks for listening.

Yeah, it's been a few months since I've last blogged, yet despite my down-and-out mentality, I still managed to conquer the east and west coasts. Running into A-Listers like Kevin Connolly and Elizabeth Banks, D-Listers like Kosmo and Matador from VH1's the Pickup Artist, and that Yearbook guy from "Can't Hardly Wait", I've hopped all over this city exploring places old and new. I've discovered delicious eateries and Hollywood hot spots, all without ignoring my local faves.

Umami Burger - Three locations in the LA area, and I went to the one on La Brea
Oh my, my, my. How can you put such delectable treats into words without salivating? (You can't). If you like burgers (I'm talkin' real burgers, none of that veggie or tofu shit), Umami will do no less than satisfy. All burgers are prepared medium-rare and the juice just oozes onto the plate. My friend and I both had the SoCal burger and shared onion rings. When I was finished eating, my body was very confused: Do I feel nauseous? Do I feel full? Or do I feel amazing? The answer is definitely a combination of all three. The Umami elves soak their burgers in some mystery juicy that gives it a flavor unlike any other. And, get this, it's not expensive! I think we each ended up paying $11 and change. Not bad for a gourmet hunk of beef. I'm definitely more of a veggie burger chick, although every once in a while I'll crave a big, hearty meat patty. Umami made me one happy carnivore. Parking is valet and be prepared to wait for a seat. It's worth it.

Les Deux - 1638 N. Las Palmas Ave., Hollywood, CA
Les Deux? More like Les Douche. Really, don't make me wait or charge my guy friends to get in when the outdoor club is empty and the cobblestone floors laugh at my 5-inch Steve Madden gladiators. And don't charge me $10 for drinks if you won't let in any guys to buy them for me. 'Nuff said.

Drai's - Located at the W Hollywood, 6250 Hollywood Blvd., across from the Pantages Theatre

If you don't have a connection or don't know how to schmooze a bouncer, don't expect to get in. Imagine you're on the Vegas Strip, and this place is a blast. $14 drinks (try and meet people who have tables), an elevator to get to the rooftop, a pool, good music, a jam-packed dance floor, and pretty women (the pretty men are difficult to come by). If you like that Hollywood scene, Drai's is definitely for you. Overall, my two experiences at Drai's were enjoyable; the first one, more so, because I was with a group of fabulous ladies and a very sexy Brazilian man was on my jock all night. The second time I went was also chill, although the crowd was not nearly as cool as the people I came with. I recommend taking a cab, since parking in Hollyweird is a biatch.

...and some notable mentions:

All About the Bread - 7111 Melrose Ave., Los Angeles, CA

The sandwiches may not be as good as those at Jersey Mike's, but the bread is made fresh every 30 minutes and out of control delicious.

Hop Kee - 2 Mott Street, NYC 10013

Dirt cheap and damn good. Don't expect that Americanized Chinese nonsense. This is the real deal. My family has been going here for years. Cash only and smack dab in the heart of Chinatown.

Vesta - 2102 30th Avenue, Astoria, NY, 11102

Incredible Italian food. Breakfast, lunch, or dinner, you'll always get a good meal and great service. Try the Hangover Pizza. Holy crap. Forget the Aleeve and water, eggs on a thin-crust meatlovers pizza should do the trick.

I apologize for the lack reviews this time around. I have been to so many places between here and New York that it's hard to remember what stands out about each place. Hopefully this holds you over for now though. With summer just days away and the weight of finding a job off my shoulders, I should be good to blog.

Up next, the Hip Chick celebrates 28 at Cobras and Matadors and Barney's Beanery. This weekend, she takes on Vegas. Cheers!

Goin' Downtown to...Little Tokyo

Gyoza, Fresh Water Eel, and the famous Ramen Bowl at Daikokuya.

A tasty Pink Lemon Drop at the Far Bar, perfectly rimmed with sugar.

For those of you who are dedicated Hip Chick LA readers (nothing but love), you know this is primarily a what's-good-in-LA food blog. Well, kids, I have been spending time with a mystery man who provides some stiff good eats competition in my life. New relationships should bring about new experiences, and I'm glad I reconnected with someone who tantalizes my palate, and my blog. Kudos to you, mystery man. Kudos to you.

Amidst a sea of ramen houses in Little Tokyo, Daikokuya (on 1st in between Alameda and Broadway) is the only one with a bustling crowd and steady flow of clientele. My excuse for food made well is that it's made with love, although said mystery man says the ramen cooks overnight...I'll go ahead and agree with him on this one. Even though a bowl filled with ramen noodles, pork, and an egg is not my dining forte, this stuff was pretty tasty. I opted for the teriyaki fresh water eel, which was amazing. Although not all people are fans of the eel, it tops the list of my all time favorite sushi delicacies. Needless to say, I was one happy camper; that is, until I had to pop a Tums for eating too much. Oops. We also started off with the gyoza - pork and veggie filled dumplings - that, when paired with its sauce, is pretty damn great. Portions are huge, so come with an empty tummy, and parking is super easy, with a pay lot located right across the street.

If you find yourself having to wait for space in this ramen house of Tokyo love, don't fret. Just a few doors down from Daikokuya, you'll find the Far Bar, an eclectic little joint whose inconspicuous entrance is dimly lit with twinkle lights and slightly reminiscent of West Hollywood's douchebag-filled Roger Room. Half indoors, half outdoors, the Far Bar has a great ambiance, chill bartenders, and a menu of deliciously-smelling items that we would have tried, had we not been #28 on Daikokuya's wait list. There's a huge selection of drinks, from beer, to hard liquor, to wine, to girlie drinks (re: Pink Lemon Drop) and so forth. If you arrive early enough, you'll have no trouble snagging a seat, and the Far Bar is the ideal spot for killing time while waiting to stuff yourself silly.

Download this: "Acapella" by Kelis. It's a positive shift from hip hop to electronic that will still make your milkshake bring all the boys to the yard.

"Homemade Goodness - Since 1978"

...and that's about how long my family has been going to Al Gelato. Located on the southeast corner of Gregory and Robertson, Al Gelato is a family-run establishment, serving up homemade Italian food, gelato, and some of the most unbelievable cakes and pies you've ever eaten. I completely credit my taste for good food to those who raised me, and one of my earliest memories of Al Gelato is meeting George Gaynes (a.k.a. "Henry") from "Punky Brewster" at the gelato counter and getting an autographed pic of him.

Al Gelato brings some of the best Italian food in L.A. The portions are huge, with meatballs the size of a large apple, the sauce is sweet (there has to be crack in it), the pizza is...wow...and the desserts have a fan base of their own. My dad loves the Devil's Food cake, my brother loves the yellow cake with chocolate frosting, my cousin, Matt, loves the bread pudding, and I will always have a spot in my heart for the Deep Dish Apple Pie, heated up with caramel sauce. I'm not a huge fan of gelato, in general, although that's what Al Gelato is known for.

The place is cash only and metered parking is easy to find. When my brother and I went last week, we ordered a large cheese pizza, a half portion of rigatoni with a meatball, yellow cake with coffee crunch gelato, and apple pie, and the bill ran us $55. Seem expensive? We had leftovers that lasted us for days. This place is reasonably priced and well worth it. Do not miss it if you're out in the city.

Two Months Too Late?

New kicks (re: brown pumps), courtesy of Shoes for the Stars on Melrose

The s'more cookie at the Apple Farm in San Luis Obispo, CA

All right, guys, I know I haven't blogged in forever; although two months since my last blog is better than never, right? Let's just say I haven't had a dull moment and this is the first time in a long time where my mind feels a bit relaxed and ready to unwind (a.k.a. my lesson planning and grading are done for the day and I can reawaken the Hip Chick for a few moments). I just completed a fantastic winter break, beginning with the brief visit of my Hetzi/Pea from SF, two fun-filled weeks with my cousin - my love - Ally, visiting from New York, and a road trip up and down the CA coast with my cousin and brother. Today's notable mentions span Cali from the north to the south and are just a few of the many gems I've (re)discovered in the past couple of months:

The Apple Farm San Luis Obispo, CA

The chocolate chip cookies are to die for. Although the s'more cookie (see above) is delicious, it's not nearly as moist (heh) as the plain ol' chocolate chip cookie; soft and chewy with half-melted chips...my mouth is watering already! The Apple Farm is worth the stop off the 101 if you're driving up/down the coast. They're also known for their boxed lunches, which will cost you $13 a pop.

Sears Fine Food San Francisco, CA

This place is famous for their pancakes (18 in the large stack!) and breakfast comfort foods. Even though their flapjacks are rather popular, order the french toast. We ordered it for the whole table and scarfed it down like it was going out of style. Really glad I ordered granola and fruit for my main meal, so as to add some sort of health factor to the calorie consumption on the trip. Although you'll encounter big crowds hovering outside, the long line moves quickly and the food is worth the wait.

The Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf Location: Every corner in California

Starbucks can suck it. The Coffee Bean has THE best green tea soy lattes. As I say to my students when my directions don't warrant a response, "No questions asked." Now that I live a stone's throw from a CB, you can find me there a few mornings a week. I'll take the Genmaicha.

Shoes for the Stars 7558 Melrose Ave., Los Angeles

I recently purchased an adorable leather dress at Le Joli (709 N. Sierra Bonita Ave., cross street is Melrose), my new favorite clothing store on Melrose. I purchased a dress and sequined shorts (yeah, I said it) without breaking the bank, and I almost tipped the lady who owns the store. She was so nice!! This dress deserved a fabulous new pair of shoes, despite the fact that I already have about 60 (the apple doesn't fall far from my father's tree) at home. So Ally and I cruised down the street to Shoes for the Stars, where a very nice transexual sold me ridiculously high (yet surprisingly comfortable) brown pumps. If you have a style that's unique and a bit off the beaten path, check out this funky little place. Women, men, and TS's welcome. You can never have too many shoes, right??

I'm sure I'm forgetting some places, yet these are the few that stand out. Oh, be sure to stop in Big Sur off Highway 1 for an awesome hike and a bite to eat at Nepenthe, a lodge-like restaurant with unbelievable views of the ocean and California Coast.

Fit tip for you Angelinos: Walk, walk, walk! No one in LA walks! It's January 6, 75 degrees and sunny, and the rest of the people in the country are getting frostbite on their unmentionables. Take your dog to Runyon, hike Fryman, stroll the Santa Monica Pier, or throw on some comfy shoes and explore your own neighborhood. Walking in LA is a great way to burn calories without even realizing you're working out.

Here are some of my New Year's Resolutions (most aren't so deep, so bear with me):

1. Keep up the workouts. Although working with a trainer may be pricey, mine has kicked my ass into the best shape I've ever been in.

2. If I don't get a boyfriend by my 28th birthday (June 8: note it), I'm getting a dog. Shihtzu, Lhasapoo, Shihpoo - one of them will be mine (Lhasapoo preferred, wink wink, Gaylan).

3. Take a trip to Vegas - "Hangover" style. This is already in the works, with the date TBD.

4. Continue to count my blessings for the amazing family and friends in my life. Without them, I don't know where I'd be.

5. Say "Peace out" to all the douchebags who have graced my life for the past few years. A new decade means a new me. I'm over entertaining the pedestrians who have little to offer me besides brain teasers and wasted text messages.

Download this:

"Beautiful" by Goldfrapp. Best if played at a high volume. Don't be surprised if you hear it blasting through my open windows as I barrel through Laurel Canyon. Rock on.

Wishing a happy and healthy New Year to all my readers out there. Cheers!

A Hodgepodge of Blogs

A full Indian dinner at Anarkali; or, in my brother's words, "Holy Rhea!"

The amazing work of Mike at Studio City Tattoo.

Well, friends, I still have no complaints about living in the city. Despite the hustle and bustle of being in the heart of Los Angeles and falling asleep to the sound of my downstairs neighbor getting her ass slapped, I really do love it here. There's nothing that compares to living close to family and friends, and I constantly am befuddled by how quickly time flies when you're having fun. This week's mish mosh of spots is listed in the order of which they were visited:

Studio City Tattoo 11032 Ventura Blvd., Studio City

A friend recommended the artist, Mike, to me. I went with said friend to get her tattoo and was rather impressed with Mike's efficient and smooth work. Before I left the shop, I chatted with Mike and showed him some sketches of what I wanted. He asked me to email the sketches and to give him a few days to create a design around a previously existing tattoo. Four days, 30 minutes, and a glass of wine later, I was thrilled with the outcome. Mike's intricate work on my bony right foot was more than I could have asked for. Tattoos come with a hefty price tag (the shop's minimum is $80), which is well worth the investment for a piece of art that will last you forever. I think I'm done with my tattoo frenzy (are you happy, dad?), although I'd go back to see Mike if I ever got the urge to be inked.

BLD 7450 Beverly Blvd., Los Angeles

Thank you, LA Restaurant Week! For a $26 prix fixe plus an $18 wine pairing, my friend, Mara, and I got to experience one of LA's most talked about eateries. We each got an appetizer (bacon-wrapped figs), entree (butternut squash lasagna), and dessert (bread pudding). Clearly, the foods in parentheses were my selections for the evening. I'm a firm believer that a meal is well worth the splurge if it pleasantly haunts your palate for weeks to come. We thoroughly enjoyed our meal, before wishing a hearty Shabbat Shalom to all those nice Jews we saw on the walk to the Village Idiot.

Oak Fire Grill (formerly Stone Fire Grill) 829 N. La Cienega Blvd., West Hollywood

For some reason, this sports bar/pizzeria has turned into my new family dinner spot. The thin crust pizzas are delectable and delicious and the Happy Hour deals can't be beat. The other night I went to Oak Fire with my girl, Talia, newly-engaged and co-creator of the Three Day Rule. She asked me to accompany her to Oak Fire (the night the Yankees won the World Series oh heeeeeeeeeeeeeey!) to take some pictures of guys on the town. To our surprise, we were turned down by bar fly douchebags who wouldn't let us snap even one shot. They were rude, too! Um, are you kidding me?? I'd be flattered if some cute dudes approached me for their website which highlights eligible young singles on the town! Whatevs. Short and sweet: go to Oak Fire for the Happy Hour and the food, not for the dudes. Ew.

I do hope to see all you 21+ singles at the Three Day Rule's next mixer at Bar Lubitsch on Wednesday, November 18, from 8-10pm. I mean, who isn't excited to meet Mr. or Mrs. Right [Now]??

Rush Street 9546 Washington Blvd., Culver City

My good friend, Jess, recommended this place for dinner and a drink the other night. We met up Thursday night after work for a night of fantastic company, awesome food, and great service. The place didn't fill up until around 7:30, making it easy for us to snag a table without a reservation. The turkey burger was moist, the sweet potato fries were crisp, the mac 'n' cheese was garlicky and amazing, and the first round of drinks was free. This is a great spot for meeting friends or a date. There's a stripper pole (say whaaaa?!) on the second floor behind the bar and a patio open for dining, drinking, and smoking (ick). Park in the lot off Cardiff; it's free for the first two hours and $1 every hour after that.

Prix 8776 Sunset Blvd., West Hollywood

I've raved about Roger before and I'll rave about him again. I'm now a return customer and I've gone to Roger for two of my nine piercings. He's been in the business for 11 years and has pricked the best of the best, including the Osbourne family, P. Diddy/Puff Daddy/Sean "Puffy" Combs, and LaToya Jackson. This salon is clean and thorough with a friendly and fun staff. No doubt you should call and ask for Roger for your next piercing. My N.T. and I have a love-love relationship with him. Gotta love the Rog.

Anarkali 7013 Melrose Ave., Los Angeles

Still my favorite Indian restaurant in L.A. Last night I went with my girl, E, and we indulged to the point of physical pain (I still believe there's a little Indian man Bollywood dancing inside my tummy). The food never disappoints and their Chicken Tikka Masala can't be beat. They started us off with free Samosas and topped us off with Rice Pudding, on the house. Be sure to print the $10, dine-in only coupon before you go, and they might even give you another one at the end of the meal, like they did for each of us last night. Park at a meter and save yourself the cost of valet.

Download this: "Memories" by David Guetta. It's one of those songs you can relate to.

The Hip Chick Goes Vegan

No, not completely, although I would if all vegan food was a delicious as the food at Vegan Glory. Located at the northeast corner of Beverly and Orlando, this lil' place sits right on the edge of a strip mall, which is only really noticed by the locals. I pass by this place all the time and have only heard great things about it from my trainer and one of my best friends, who is my N.T. the person who connected me to said trainer. Everything at Vegan Glory is great. For $10 you can get an entree and brown rice that will last you through that meal and most likely the next two. There's a minimum $15 delivery charge, so feel free to order generously and stock up. I'm a huge fan of the Yellow Curry with soy chicken, and I'm pretty sure my brother is also hooked, since he polished off my leftovers that same night. The crispy tacos with soy chicken are also delicious -- they taste like Taco Bell crispy tacos, minus the orange grease. Parking is decent in the lot. It's valet, although the valet guys are cool if you just go to pick up. Even if you're a die-hard meat eater, you'd be shocked at just how tasty the soy meat is at Vegan Glory. Go ahead...try it. I dare you.

Once again, I'm gonna blog about my trainer. No, not because I want to, but because she won't get off my ass until I do. Just kidding!! It is such a pleasure to blog about Tracie, a woman who continues to change me for the better both inside and out. I kept telling myself, "Okay, this is the last time I'm going to hire her," and then it comes to the end of the series and my gut (no pun intended) always tells me to bring her on again. I am getting so many positive reactions from friends and family and I'm gaining such confidence with the way I view myself. Even though I will never (and would never want to) be rail thin, fitting comfortably into a size 6 is something I never thought possible after gaining that "freshman 15" and studying abroad 20. Yes, kids, at my worst, I was pushin' a size 12 and was at least 15-20 lbs. heavier than I am now. And, as I say to my students, "I only tell true stories" (thanks, Susie!). This not to knock all the size 12's of the world, since we women come in all different shapes and sizes. Although, for my body, a size 12 just ain't cuttin' it.

Just when I think my workouts can't get any harder, Tracie catches me off guard and adds weights to the body bar I'm forced to hold during sit ups. She has given me the motivation to wake my ass up at 6:00 am (even the sun is still asleep!) and go running, and those late nights at Astro Burger are long behind me. Do you want to know the best part of training with Tracie? I've developed a friendship that far surpasses our triweekly hour-and-fifteen-minute sessions. She is one of the most real people I know, nailing my problems on the head and throwing reality in my face. If I get down on myself or have a bad day, she wakes me up and tells me what I can do to change my attitude. She reinforces positivity and helps me to fight off those demons that shade my path to self-realization and acceptance. Bottom line: she's an amazing trainer and an even more amazing person. And I couldn't ask for anything more. If you're interested in hooking up with Tracie Hendricks, please contact me directly. You can also find her teaching multiple classes at Equinox in Woodland Hills and West Hollywood.

Download this: "When Love Takes Over - feat. Kelly Rowland" by David Guetta and the "Sound of San Francisco" by Global Deejays. Sure, you're going to feel like you're in a gay dance club. Go with it, it though. Pop in them earbuds and take the gay jams for a run.

"You Haven't Updated Your Blob Lately"

I know, dad...and it's a "blog," not a "blob."

I apologize to all for being so out of the blogging loop. Two weeks into work, I am happily wearing more hats than I started with. I'm the third grade co-teacher, the Spanish Enrichment teacher, the new fourth grade math teacher, and the assistant in the nursery school's Science Enrichment program. I'm busy working, working out, socializing, and just living my life and honing in on what's really important and what truly makes me happy. Here are some hot spots that put the happy in my happiness:

El Compadre 7408 W. Sunset Blvd., Los Angeles 90046

An abundance of chips and salsa, flaming margaritas (literally served en fuego), and a delicious variety of Mexican food. The environment is lively and the restaurant is jammed, so be sure to make a reservation before you go. A great place to go with friends for a good meal and good times. Street parking only, so check out those street signs; them parking guys are vicious.

Vito's Pizza 846 N. La Cienega Blvd., Los Angeles 90069

Absolutely the best pizza in L.A. The pizza only comes in one size (large) with a thin crust and huge slices. The baked zitti is out of this world. 27 years of living in this city (well, 22 1/2, if you count college and studying abroad), and I finally find a pizza joint that's worth each and every calorie. The most surprising part? It's cheap! For a massivo pizza and large order of pasta, a mini salad, including delivery and tip, the bill will run you about $30. Mind you, this amount of food could feed a group of four...my brother and I ate it all ourselves. Stomach cramps, ahoy! Oh, and don't forget the Toppings.

Versailles Cuban Restaurants L.A. and the Valley

This place is an L.A. secret. With the motto "Cuban food at its best!" Versailles never disappoints. It's a favorite in my family, and we enjoy the chicken, pork, and fish. Try not to fill up on the garlic bread when you get there, 'cause you'll be upset you didn't have enough room for the main dishes. The ambiance is casual and laid back and reservations are accepted. This is one of those places you never think to go to right off the bat, even though it always hits the spot. Beware of the garlic -- it's potent! So try not to burp or breathe in a public venue. People will notice.

Joan's on Third 8350 1/2 West Third St., Los Angeles 90048

Hands down, the best mac n' cheese I've ever had. Ever. Go during the day to see and be seen; go at night to avoid the crowd.

Jersey Mike's Subs 7100 Santa Monica Blvd., West Hollywood 90046

Well, kids, my uncle did it again. With his first franchise booming in Northridge, he has opened a second location in the Target shopping center (Santa Monica and La Brea) that's already generating a buzz. Lines out the door in both locations, Jersey Mike's is surpassing Subway and Quiznos on the sandwich homefront. My all-time favorite is still the #7, add salami, Mike's way, no tomatoes. Don't forget to add a cookie and/or a brownie to your sandwich, chips, and soda. Nip that post-lunch sweet craving in the bud!

Fryman Canyon Intersection of Fryman and Laurel Canyon, Studio City

A 3-mile hike that's great to do solo or with some friends. Last Friday I hiked it on my own, stopping at a bench mid-way to do 90 tricep dips (which way to the gun show?). I walked uphill and ran downhill, not once regretting that I braved the workout in the blazing heat. The views are beautiful and the trail is empty during the week. I look forward to crossing paths with you there soon.

Even though I mostly blog about food and working out, I'd like to add notable mentions to two L.A. standouts:

Prix Body Adornment 8776 Sunset Blvd., West Hollywood

Don't tell anyone but, last Thursday, my piercing count jumped from seven to eight, thanks to my girl E and Roger, the best piercer I've even been to. I read reviews about Roger on Yelp and, coincidentally, he ended up being our piercer. Although the piercing prices are steep (the price includes jewelry), the service is well worth it. Roger clearly explained the entire piercing procedure, alleviating any questions, concerns or fears we may have had. This was also the least painful of any of my piercings, proving that good piercers know how to make the process comfortable (well, as comfortable as it can be) and worth it. I highly recommend Roger for any future piercings you may crave. He's fantastic.

Tina Nails 8371 West Third Street, Los Angeles 90048

My new favorite place to get my nails did. Efficient, clean, cheap, and friendly, each woman who works here does a great job. If you dig acrylics, Tina does the best in L.A.; they're thin, natural-looking, and beautiful. Tina always remembers customers by name and makes you feel welcome as she says, "Pick a cullah." One of my favorite parts about the pedicures is the hot towel they throw on your legs after the massage. Mmm. Walk-ins welcome and appointments accepted no more than a day in advance.

L'shana tovah!

"I Do Yoga and Pilates and the Room is Full of Hotties"

Well, well, well, the Hip Chick blogs again. Didn't think it would come so soon, huh?

In my last entry, I don't think I did my trainer, Tracie Hendricks, enough justice with one shout out....apparently, neither did she. Before her nod of disapproval of my sharing that I had brown rice with dinner, she pulled me aside and told me that she didn't like how food stole her Lean Mean Fighting Machine spotlight. I explained to her that the Hip Chick blogs about food; although, now that I have her in my life, she thought I should put more emphasis on physical activities - not just food - in LA...

...and, since I love her and she is transforming my body into steel, I agreed.

As I've mentioned time and time again, I workout a lot. For those of you that go to the gym, run, hike, do yoga, yadda yadda yadda, you know there comes a point in the workout where you just have to stop; it becomes too hard. Let me tell you a little something about Tracie. The first time I trained with her, I almost puked. After 150 side/leg lifts at the end of our hour-long workout, I had to run upstairs and stick my head in the toilet. No, I didn't hurl, although I came pretty damn close. Tracie pushes me to the point of no return. In addition to reminding me to relax my face, stick in my tongue, and contract my abs, she constantly tells me that training my body is so beneficial, and she works with my strengths and challenges me in ways I never thought possible. She is very realistic, keeping the mindset that she trains her clients so she can one day set them free, applying the knowledge she has given them after the trainer/client relationship comes to an end.

Even though some may look at me and think I'm crazy for hiring a personal trainer, this is something that I am doing for my own well-being, happiness and health. Tracie teaches me to honor, worship, and listen to my body, strengthening and maintaining its health for years and years to come. She lets me take breaks but never lets me quit.

And the relationship doesn't stop when our time together is up. Tracie is always texting me, asking how I feel after a workout. She also makes me feel a bit crappy over text, telling me that if I don't feel sore after a workout then I'm just cheating myself. Tough love? I think so. And it sure as shit works. If I'm out at a restaurant and can't decide what to eat, I can shoot her a text and ask for her advice. Despite her favoritism of healthy, protein-packed meals, Tracie doesn't believe in depriving oneself of deliciously unhealthy treats; she'll just push you that much harder the next time you meet. Another benefit to working with Tracie? You get to experience her classes at Equinox where, I believe, all the beautiful people go. This morning I saw Janice Dickinson, her barely legal boyfriend, and Jackie from "Work Out."

The best thing about Tracie? She always puts a smile on my face. Whether she's yelling, "Oh Challah!" (yes, that spelling is correct) to the passing cars or laughing at me for wearing pigtails and running like a five-year old girl, she reminds me that this personal training is something that will only help me in the long run. She has also blessed me with the mantra, "Hair down, boobs up," reinforcing the fact that looking good at the gym and putting a little mascara on the eyes never hurt anyone. Personal training and improved self confidence go hand-in-hand.

Next week we're upping the ante with hikes at Fryman and...eek...running. Will I survive the intensity and be able to blog again? Only time will tell.

Again, if you want to link up with Tracie, feel free to contact me directly.

I'm in LA, Trick!

The Banana Pudding at Toast: Well worth the $6.95 and bazillion calories

One of my favorite things about living in the city is the plethora of opportunities at my fingertips. It's pretty rare if I have to get in a car to experience great food, a good workout, or a new wardrobe (hey, I can't help it if Old Navy's workout clothes are on sale). I walk everywhere and discover new and exciting things every day. Here are some of my newest LA finds:

A.O.C. 8022 West 3rd Street, Los Angeles 90048

To quote a dear friend, "A.O.C. - A.O.Amazing!" This was my second time trying A.O.C. and it had been about three or four years since the first time I tried it. I indulged here with three of my closest friends, and we - so "Sex and the City" like - chatted over wine and small plates filled with cheese, salads, vegetables, fish, and, of course, dessert. The roasted dates with parmesan and bacon were out of this world, as were the beet salad and farro and black rice with pinenuts and currants. This is a great place to go with a small group of friends or on a date, and they even have a private terrace upstairs which would be great for parties. This place is pricey, but well worth every penny. And the wine list has something to satiate everyone's palate.

Boss Sushi 268 S. La Cienega Blvd., Beverly Hills 90211

Sushi is my favorite food, by far, and Boss did no less than impress. Try the Princess Camille, Beverly Hills 90211 and Rainbow Dragon rolls. The portions are huge. The seaweed salad and green tea are great too. Parking in back or try a meter in front (free after 6p). They accept reservations, but they're not always necessary. Yet another great sushi joint in LA. You got it, Boss!

Toast Bakery Cafe 8221 West 3rd Street, Los Angeles 90048

If you try eating here anytime before 2p.m. any day of the week, don't expect to immediately snag a table. This place is PACKED! Whether it's the food, the location, or the celeb spottings (isn't that Scarlett Johansson??), there's something special that puts Toast on the edible map. I've been here a few times and always seem to order the Garden Salad: mixed greens, sun-dried tomatoes, goat cheese, pinenuts, strips of grilled garden burger, and house vinagrette dressing. I recommend the half portion, since the regular size is massive. Now don't get me started on the dessert. They have this birthday cake thing, which is vanilla cake with buttercream frosting, and I would make it walk down the aisle with me if it could. I was also introduced to the banana pudding (see pic above) the other day by my love, Liza. This pudding is to die for!! Liza and I split it and chomping through the layers was like unwrapping each of the eight Chanukah presents: the very top is Oreo cookies; the second layer is banana pudding; the third layer is Oreo crumbs; the fourth later is banana chunks; and the fifth later is all that shit mixed together. OMFG! Amazing! I had a ginormous tummy ache later that night, although the pain was well worth it. Is that a banana in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me?

Toppings Yogurt 349 S. Robertson Blvd., Beverly Hills 90211

Ma Nishma? Toppings is both a fantastic yogurt spot and a Kosher eater's delight. So many Chosen People -- I love it!! It's always nice to connect with your peeps while satisfying your belly. This place is, apparently, along the lines of Menchie's, where you serve yourself and pay by the ounce. Great yogurt selections and even better toppings. You might find it beneficial to put the toppings on the bottom and the top. Try the coconut yogurt bottomed and topped (that's what he said) with rainbow sprinkles, heath bar, cheesecake bites and chocolate chip cookie dough balls. Yeah, that's right, I put all that on my yogurt. I also really enjoy the peanut butter yogurt, my cousin's fiancee likes the mint, and my cousin and brother like the chocolate. A lot of something for everyone at a totally reasonable price. How can you complain? You fill it up yourself!

Now, I know you're probably thinking, "My lord, woman, STOP EATING!!" Well, my friends, if you are dedicated readers and have been following me from the start, you will know that I eat hard and exercise hard. Although I don't deprive myself of delicious eats, most days are spent eating vegetables, fruit, tofu, and brown rice. I also workout five-to-six days a week and have added a personal trainer to the mix. A BIG shout out to my trainer, Tracie Hendricks, who kicks my ass into shape and never lets me quit. For more information on how you can link up with Tracie, feel free to contact me directly.

If you ever wonder how I crank out all this witty jargon, I do it by sitting with my laptop in my living room or at some type of a coffee shop, pop in my earbuds, and listen to Pandora or ITunes. Try this one on for size: Dance is Dead (Tocadisco Remix) by Boosta. Enjoy!

Movin' On Up!

Lunch at FOOD+LAB in West Hollywood

Well, my friends, it has been quite some time since I've blogged. Despite my brief hiatus, I am back, and ready to take on the blogging world. Allow me to fill you in on some of my recent happenings.

The main reason for my lack of blogging is the fact that I moved. Yes, kids, I'm out of the valley and back out on my own in the City of Angels. Words can't express the amount of gratitude I feel towards my aunt and uncle for taking me into their home for the past two significant years. They gave me such huge amounts of love and support through so many life changes, that I grow teary-eyed when I think of how much I'll miss their daily presence. In the past two years, I survived grad school (What did you say? A 3.9 GPA? Yeah, that's right.), received my teaching credential in Elementary Education, landed a job for the fall at a wonderful school in the valley, ended a relationship that was masking my inner happiness, got two tattoos, went to Israel, and encountered the deaths of four of my beloved family members, one of which was my maternal grandmother and my last living grandparent. Needless to say, these past two years have been life-changing, and I would not have been able to hold my head up through most of these events, had it not been for my aunt and uncle. But, as we all know, life goes on, and it's time for me to grab the reins of life by myself once again.

Okay, okay, I know what you're really here for, my take on LA life. So, slow your roll, and allow me to share...

FOOD+LAB 7253 Santa Monica Blvd., Trannyville, CA 90046

This place is totally hidden amongst the Russian markets and nudie bars in West Hollywood. It was introduced to me by one of my best friends, Steph, who read about it on Daily Candy, and we decided to try it one Saturday afternoon. We shared the prosciutto with ricotta, fig, and balsamic honey reduction sandwich, cucumber salad, potato salad with prosciutto (Kosher, much?), and a couscous-like salad with dried fruit. Everything was delicious. The one drawback I have is that the service was slow, but we were very happy once the food came. Few tables, parking in rear or meters on Santa Monica Blvd. Definitely a place to check out, and the food is reminiscent of Joan's on Third, another fave and my new local hotspot.

Joan's on Third 8350 West Third St., Los Angeles 90048

What can I say about Joan's on Third? It's simply delicious. From the apricot glazed ham and brie sandwich, to the baby field greens salad, to the everything cookie and the Snickers cupcake, you really can't go wrong. Apparently, the egg salad sandwich and macaroni and cheese are amazing. A bit of a steep price for a simple lunch, but the food and ambiance are well worth it. Don't expect to snag a table as soon as you get there; this place is always crowded. Great for peeping LA locals and celebs (What up, Dr. Hahn?). Parking might be tough (meters on 3rd), but if you dine with Yours Truly, it's a 2-minute walk from my apartment. Look forward to bumping into you there.

Bollywood Dance, 24 Hour Fitness 8612 Santa Monica Blvd., West Hollywood 90046

Talk about having fun while working out. This class is AWESOME! One of my best friends, Alice, is in town from NY, so she and I decided to try this class last night. Rahul is a fantastic instructor, with a British accent to top it all off. He combines intricate footwork, hand movements, and head nods to give you a heart-racing cardiovascular workout. With or without athletic kicks, you'll be jumping and dancing your way to a newer you. Great music, great energy, and great moves. Wednesday nights at 8p.m.

Tonight, I'm seeing what these free concerts at the Santa Monica Pier have to offer. Apparently, they're great. Tomorrow night, A.O.C. Cheers!

"I'm Not Josie Grossie Anymore!"

The Buffalo burger with truffle fries at Josie

I ate at Josie the other night for my uncle's birthday. Located on Pico and 25th, you would never know that a fine dining restaurant is located amidst the old buildings in Santa Monica. When you're inside the restaurant, you feel like you're in someone's living room; cool green walls and crown moulding, comfy couch-like booths with pillows, and few tables create an intimate feel. They offer a prix fixe menu, which includes an appetizer, entree and dessert, that is well worth the $45 if you like the chosen items. I was not a fan of what the prix fixe had to offer, so I opted for the buffalo burger with truffle fries. Oh...my...goodness. Delicious! My burger was lean, juicy, and HUGE (that's what she said), topped with gruyere cheese, caramelized onions and foie gras, and neither the burger nor fries needed ketchup. As an appetizer to the appetizers, we all got a complimentary slice of a gruyere cheese, mushroom and spinach quiche that was out of this world. Everything was delicious, from the goat cheese tart and bibb salad appetizers, to the buffalo burger and Brittany Salt-Crusted Jidori Chicken Breast, to the rich chocolate bread pudding and apricot tarte tatin for dessert. Don't expect to get out cheap. With appetizers, entrees, desserts, and wine, this place will set you back about $50 per person. Josie may not be a let's-go-grab-a-bite-to-eat type of a place, but I highly recommend it for a nice night out, if you can afford it.

Hip Chick WV

And this was just the rehearsal dinner

Hi, y'all! I'm back from the east coast, currently detoxing from a week filled with biscuits, beer, Moon Pies, Buttery Nipples, red velvet cake, Moonshine, cornbread muffins, and a whole lot of humidity and bug bites. I'm pretty sure I went into culture shock in Hurricane, WV, the minute we stopped off at Taco Bell for our first meal. Little did I know that Taco Bell is in the heart of Putnam County, WV, backed by an Arby's, KFC, and the largest Walmart I've ever seen in my life (did you know that they sell produce?!). As you drive down the street, everyone waves to you, no one honks, and the lush green acres house big, beautiful homes for less than half the price of a two-bedroom house in the San Fernando Valley. Let me tell you, though, as much as I am a city girl, being in the country for a week truly made me feel like I was on vacation. I was surrounded by wonderful people, soaked up the sun, ate like there was no tomorrow, and remembered the importance of taking a deep breath and appreciating the simple things in life. Allow me to share with you some of the trip's delectable highlights:

The Runion-Hayes House:

Talk about your southern hospitality! I stayed with the groom's parents for half of the time, then moved to the happy couple's abode for the latter half of my trip. Never once did I feel like I was on someone else's territory, for these people truly defined mi casa es su casa. A fridge filled with fresh meats, cheeses, and an abundance of leftovers, dinners and brunches decked out with breakfast pastries, mac 'n' cheese, mashed potatoes, baked beans, and massive hunks of steak, and a variety of cheesecakes that would reward a hefty chunk of change if sold at a bakery. If all people were as hospitable as southern folk, we wouldn't have to spend so much on alternate accommodations. Many thanks again to all members of the Runion, Hayes, and Runyon-Hayes families!

Tudor's Biscuit World

Wow. These biscuits are probably baked in butter. Salty, dense, filling, and totally worth the calories...well, only if you indulge once a week. I had mine after a late night out and, even though my friend spilled water on the table and on my biscuit, I still ate it. A must-try when on the east coast.

Famous Dave's

Hands down the best cornbread muffin I've ever had. Sweet, scrumptions, and tasty with or without butter. Kudos to Scott for introducing me to these bad boys, and I just learned that this restaurant is dispersed throughout southern California. Who'da thunk?

Cracker Barrel

Apparently this restaurant is famous in the south. I went to brunch here with some new and old friends and was really hoping for a healthy breakfast option. Oh how excited was I to see oatmeal on the menu! When Flo walked over, she burst not only my healthy bubble but also my friend's vegetarian bubble by telling us that neither oatmeal nor veggie griddles were continued at the Cracker Barrel. WHAT?! I had to settle for a salad with iceberg lettuce...ugh. Whoop dee doo. Everyone else's meals looked like delicious heart attacks on plates, which I would have devoured instantaneously had I not been so gluttonous the previous four days.

Taste of Asia

We ate here with the newlyweds on our last night in WV. When you walk into the restaurant, you have your choice of hibachi on the right and regular dining on the left. This place truly gives you a taste of Asia: Thai, Chinese, Japanese, oh my! A little bit of something for everyone. I was pleasantly surprised with this restaurant, and my Panang curry was sweet, creamy, and loaded with chicken and veggies. Thumbs-up, Hurricane! I'll be seeing you during my next visit, fo' shizz.

What else can I say about West Virginia? If you can't stand the humidity, get out of the forest.

"Go Shorty, it's ya birthday."

Dear Hot's,

I'll take the mussels and ahi tuna appetizers, followed by one salmon teriyaki taco and one unagi taco. Yeah...that sounds about right.

*Images are much smaller than they appear in real life.

I apologize, for it's been a while since my last blog. When it rains, it pours, and I've been blessed with an influx of sub and assistant work through the end of this school year, followed by a summer job at CSUN's summer enrichment program. Needless to say, I've been busy, although it's all good things that have come my way. Despite my hectic schedule, the Hip Chick still lives, and I come bearing reviews of restaurants and classes of new and old:

As some of you know, I turned 27 on June 8. I am so fortunate to have so many loving friends and family who made my birthday so special, filled with laughter, love, good food, buttercream-topped cakes, and a buttload of birthday wishes. As a part of the birthday festivities, one of my best friends planned a dinner for my nearest and dearest at Kung Pao Kitty, located on Hollywood Blvd., just west of Cahuenga.

Kung Pao Kitty 6445 Hollywood Blvd., Hollywood, CA 90028

Located in the heart of Hollywood, Kung Pao Kitty boasts an old world vibe with a modern twist, dark red lights and a full bar. You can find all of your favorite Chinese eats, topped off with a basket of fortune cookies to be passed around the table at the end of your meal. There were about 15 of us and we ordered family style. Really, everything we ordered was awesome. Since I didn't do the ordering, I can't list the massive amount of items we consumed, but I remember the cashew and sesame chicken being excellent, as well as the fried tofu, cream cheese wontons, and salt 'n' pepper prawns. We also ordered "adult" beverages and the total bill, evenly split, including tip (and the birthday girl's meal) came to $25 per person. Me likey. The one complaint we had was that the "adult" beverages were quite weak for their stiff Hollywood price tag.

*Word of advice: DO NOT PARK ON THE STREET!! Well worth it to pay $8 for valet over the risk of getting not one, but TWO parking tickets (sorry, Stepha).

Hot's Cantina In the shopping center at Devonshire and Reseda, Northridge

All this talk about Hot's and I still had yet to try it. Although I'm partial to the city, my weeks are spent deep in the San Fernando Valley. If any of you recall that episode of Entourage where it's the opening of "Aquaman" and the boys go to Northridge to watch it, you may recall, at the end of the episode, that Johnny Drama says the valley "isn't that bad" (despite the excessive heat and rolling blackouts). I do love the valley (c'mon, I was born and raised here!) and one of my favorite new things about the SFV is Hot's Cantina. This restaurant, with its blacked-out windows in the middle of a strip mall, is truly the definition of a hidden gem. Come expecting tasty appetizers, exotic tacos, a full bar, and a happy tummy when you're stuffed to the brim. Although the tacos aren't cheap, running $6-$12 a pop, they're HUGE and one or two should fill you up sufficiently. This spot is great for groups and a great place to watch sports -- they even have tv's in front of the restaurant if you decide to eat outside. A must try if you brave to drive over the hill.

Lola's Home of the BEST apple martini, 945 N. Fairfax Ave., WeHo

Lola's is a great spot for drinks, as well as an awesome date spot. Young professionals, deliciously fruity martinis (apple, pear, cantaloupe, yadda yadda yadda), and a very laid-back, loungey and classy feel. The food is GREAT, yet very pricey, so if you have the money go balls out, or else save the food for a special occasion. Oh, they do have "Wine and Dine" Sundays and Mondays, happy hour, and this AWESOME deal on Wednesday nights where for $23 you get a martini, an appetizer, and an entree (limited menu with good options). Count...me...IN!

Astroburger 7475 Santa Monica Blvd., WeHo

What more can I say about Astroburger? I think they need to put my picture up on the wall. The best late night dining spot. I bring friends, I run into friends, I make new friends. The grilled cheese is amazing (so simple...yet so delicious) and their chocolate shake is not to be missed. Cash only. Call me after you try it and tell me how much you love me for introducing you to it. Don't worry, I won't let it go to my head.

West Hollywood 24 Hour Fitness 8612 Santa Monica Blvd., WeHo

Now I've definitely ripped the Friday Turbo Kick instructor, Anthony B., a new a-hole in past blogs. He runs his mouth about rotator cuff surgery, the "correct" way to punch, and says the word "test" into his mic every five minutes in annoyingly OCD fashion. So you might expect that I wasn't too thrilled about my decision to try his class yet again on Friday night. I had no motivation to hop on a treadmill, so I figured I'd give his class another shot. Friends, let me tell you, Anthony B. redeemed himself! Hallelujah! My ass burned at least 800 calories in that cardio-packed hour. It was a regular kickboxing class that night, not Turbo Kick, and he gave us drills that would send many people straight to the Gay Pride-ridden streets. Squats that burn out your thighs, speed bags to make your shoulders go numb, and running sprints that make you question if your legs are still attached to your body. He still gave his rotator cuff and punching shpiel, topped with incessant "test test tests," but an instructor who says: "Follow her, she's really good," to the big buff man behind me and refers to me as sexy as the puddles of sweat drip down my speed-bagging arms, can't be all that bad.

Well, friends, I'm off to West Virginia. Imma gonna be a bridesmaid in one of my best friend's weddings; the first wedding I've ever been in! Will the Hip Chick return with West Virginian adventures? Do adventures even exist in West Virginia?? I sure hope so...

I Don't Date (818)

This past weekend was one of my rare weekends spent in the San Fernando Valley.  My weekends are usually dedicated to time with my brother and friends in the city, since it offers much more excitement than lil' old suburbia.   There's just something special about making that trip over the hill (a.k.a. Laurel Canyon): the Sunset Strip, the crowds, the city lights, honking at S.A.M.F.'s (ask my dad for the definition) who can't comprehend LA driving.  I love it, and soak it up as much as possible.

Last Saturday night, after the decision to remain in my valley home (Aunt Sherry and Uncle Lloyd's), my friend and I grabbed some dinner at Senor Fred, in between Sherman Oaks and Studio City, before heading out for another friend's party at the Copper Bucket.  I had heard bits and pieces about Senor Fred, "It's good but expensive," or "There's a lively bar crowd."   Regardless of having to pay for a pricey dinner on a substitute's salary, I believe it's well worth it to spend hard-earned cash on a damn good meal.  To my dismay, my chicken mole enchiladas were rather nasty.  The chicken was oh-so-dry, the tortillas were corn (ick) - not flour, and the pinto beans were bland.  I should have sent the plate back, although sometimes I am nice and keep to myself and figured I'd save the smack talk for the blog.  My meal (w/tip) was $19, and I would MUCH rather have paid $3 more for the five-course authentic Mexican deliciousness over at the Gardens of Taxco.  Shame on you, Senor Fred.  The bar was pretty crowded, although only fun if you root for Team Cougar.  No amount of alcohol could make me bat for the olds.  I'm about to turn 27, not 72.  I'd like to still maintain my dignity and non-gold-digging image, even if I'm the one paying for my drinks.

After dinner, we hopped on the 101N (well, west, technically), exited at White Oak, and hung a Louie onto beautiful Vanowen, landing us at ye ol' Copper Bucket.  Now I don't consider myself a bar snob...eh, well, not completely?  I tend to bitch if I'm outside of my city bubble on a weekend night and I find it inconvenient to drive 20 minutes to a bar ("Everywhere in LA takes twen-ty minutes!"  Anyone?) when I can hop in a cab or walk down the street to a local WeHo favorite.  

I avoid Hollyweird at all costs, hate lines, and hate the D-bags that move to LA to look cool while standing in these lines.  So even though the bars I frequent aren't necessarily "dive" bars, they're populated with many laid back locals who also avoid the "scene."  I was intrigued to check out this Copper Bucket place, especially because the birthday girl, Marisa, is the only person I let manipulate my hair and by far one of the coolest chicks I know.  The Copper Bucket, in my opinion, is more rust than copper.  Definitely a local crowd, some of which look a bit shady (according to my friend, the elderly gentleman behind her was feeling himself up when she caught a glance of him).  I will hand it to this place, though -- no hassle getting in, personalized mini pitchers of beer, shuffle board, darts, pool, and head-bashing music blaring on the Juke Box.  This is definitely not my scene, although I know many people who would appreciate the Bucket's aura.  There's just something that sets me off from a bar whose lights are brighter than those in my bedroom.  Drinking or not, I don't want to see those bright lights until last call sends me to Astro or Mel's.  

Speaking of Mel's, did I tell you who I saw there?  Mr. Ron Jeremy and his friend Dennis from the Bunny Ranch.  G-d help me if I knew who this Dennis man was, and I recognized RJ from other LA sightings (sorry, friends, I haven't seen his work) and my one-and-only Plus One who pointed him out.  Even though these men are rather scuzzy and RJ looks a lot like the Penguin from Batman Returns, they did give us a good laugh.  People kept going up to their table trying to talk to them and Dennis flashed us (yes, us) his girlfriend's tushie on the walk out.  

...gotta love this city...

Hip Chick NY: Part Two

I have to admit that my favorite part of New York City is the Upper West Side.  Yes, Chinatown rocks with its street vendors and authentic cuisine, and the Village is a hot spot for hipsters and bustling nightlife, although there's something to be said about the vibe on the Upper West Side; the restaurants are great, young families roam the sidewalks, and cute little parks are interspersed amongst the busy streets.  One delicious restaurant on the UWS, nestled on the corner of 77th and Columbus, is the Shake Shack, serving up good ol' American food with quality taste.  I can't recommend a time of day to go, since this place is always packed.  It's one of those places where you order, pick up your food, and then need to search for a table.  There's plenty of space to sit upstairs and a little section to sit downstairs.  I am not a huge hamburger person, so I opted for the 'Shroom Burger.  It was good, although I would have been much happier if the cheese was optional, rather than baked inside, due to the effects that follow said consumption; otherwise, I would have been like a pig in shit.  The 'Shroom Burger is a fried portabello mushroom stuffed

with muenster and cheddar cheese, which I ended up oozing out onto my tray to save myself a night of stomach pain and heartburn.  I wish they had a veggie burger option, but what can ya' do?  My brother and cousins got burgers and really enjoyed them, and I was rather impressed when my cousin Daniel scarfed down his double-pattied burger without instant regurgitation.  I never understood the concept of the double patties, but to each his own, right?  The cheese fries are much better than the regular fries and the milkshakes are thick, rich, and delicious.  Definitely stop by here for a quick, filling bite.  The line proves this place is not a let down.  

It's no surprise that when most people visit New York, they plant themselves in Manhattan.  Why would you want to be anywhere else?  Everything is at your fingertips.  When my family decided to buy a condo, we chose to branch outside of the city, infamous for its sky high rents.  So we hopped on the N Train to the north most tip of Queens in a place called Astoria.  Let me tell you, Astoria is the hidden 

gem of Queens.  "Why leave Astoria?" is what I say.  Diverse ethnicities inhabit the streets, incredible food, and opportunities to shop 'til you drop without the need to throw 'bows amongst the crowds of people you'd find in the city.  Since Astoria is so new to us, my brother and I spent a lot of time exploring the town and seeing what it has to offer.  My brother and I are quite technologically savvy, so he used his Crackberry and I used my IPhone to see what Yelp and Urban Spoon had to say about many of the places we passed.  

Iji Sushi was one of Astoria's few highly reviewed sushi joints, located on Broadway just north (or maybe east?) of Crescent.  My brother and I are sushi snobs, so of course we had to try it...and how happy are we that we did.  Iji has this unbelievable lunch deal, where you get three rolls, miso soup or salad, and unlimited green tea for $10.50.  $10.50?!  That's less than half the price I spend on my portion of sushi alone in West Hollywood!  The food was great, as was the service.  We will definitely be back next time we visit our east coast abode.  

Obviously, we had to get dessert after our sushi meal (and every meal, for that matter), so we walked up the street to Omonia Cafe, one of the many amazing Greek cafes Astoria has to offer.  Mind you, you can find bakeries and cafes every few feet in both Astoria and Manhattan, but this cafe boasts desserts I have only seen in Greece.  My brother's marble cheesecake was to die for (minus the crust, which tasted like a damp chocolate sponge) and my little chocolate-sprinkled chocolate nut truffle was incredible.  Dude, Omonia created the cake for "My Big Fat Greek Wedding!"  That's the real deal.  One of my favorite things about my trip to Greece was this one bakery we would visit at least once a day, and it's nice to know I don't have to fly across the world to find those sweet treats.  

I am already missing the "City that Never Sleeps" and the view of it from our beautiful home.  Don't worry, though, I'll be back soon.

**This week's blog is dedicated to my beloved cousins, the Robinsons, who always bring us good times and lots of laughter during our bi-yearly visits.  And a special shout out to Billy, who holds his jacket inappropriately and crop dusts amongst the crowded streets.