I figured there was a ton of other stuff that I enjoyed last year but haven’t had the time to mention it. Here’s some of things I left out that I really liked about 2003, and then I’m gonna leave that shit alone, because it’s already like a month into 2004.
Films:
Love Actually – A pretty surprising film, considering its ability to transition from story to story like water from glass to glass. The water may look like more or less in varying sizes of glasses, but the liquid gets to its place.
In America – I misspoke the other day and said that this movie wasn’t sad at all. That’s not completely true, in fact, there’s some terribly painful moments in the film, but without them, everything else would flop. It’s a pretty simple concept, it’s amazing that rarely does anyone do it in mainstream film today. And that’s all this film really did, and it did it well. That was more than enough.
Lost in Translation – The Golden Globes were on tonight and seeing Billy Murray turn on his subersive charm was lovely. If you’ve read here before, I didn’t initially love this movie, until I thought about it, and then realized that I was holding all the cheap culture shock shots against it. But Bill Murray’s ability to make anyone feel comfortable through his own ability to feel comfortable is amazing. And the ending whisper, so enigmatic and wrongly satisfying. mutherfucking sigh, man.
God, I can’t go through all these movies, and I’m sure I’m missing something, but I also liked A Mighty Wind, Finding Nemo
School of Rock, and Spellbound.
Best Building I Pass On My Way To/From Work:

A tie between the building at the horizon of the 105 exit on the 405 and the See’s Candy Factory on La Cienaga. I don’t have a great picture of the glory that is the former, but you know what I’m talking about if you’ve ever been on that highway. But the latter, every time I go home, I crack my window a bit so I can smell the candy cooking, which I thought at first were the smells of McGriddles, but was gladly mistaken. And I’m fat, so I love candy. And oh yeah, food.
Food:
Hamburgers:
I know, you’re thinking, what about Mad Cow Disease? Yeah, I wasn’t really worried and still try not to be. When I think about it, I try to remember that a million cows were infected when the outbreak killed 153 people in England. We got one here.
Father’s Office in Santa Monica has an exquisite bleu cheese burger and the best french fries I’ve tasted in Los Angeles. Nevermind that they’re technically frites, the thin finely fried crispy seasoned french fries, I’ll take them over thick mushy steak fries any day. Nice selection of micro brews, but crowded, crowded, crowded. Next time, I’m going on a Tuesday, rather than Friday.
Jaxx, right in West Hollywood next Book Soup has a comparable hamburger, though sans bleu cheese, lettuce, really, everything but cheese and meat (cheese, cheese, meat, cheese, meat and that’s all! thanks jack in the box and the meaty cheesy boys), but the ground beef seems to be hand packed into patties with some onions, garlic and seasoning that pretty much makes that other stuff extraneous. They also have frites, though sans seasoning. I will say they’re cheap, and were pretty empty when I stopped by and I’ll be sure to stop there again if I’m at Book Soup someday.
And I can’t talk about burgers without mentioning In and Out, but you know that already. Cheeseburger animal style, please.
Burritos:
There’s a TON of good places for a burrito, I’m sure, but none of them come as cheap and as good as the cicharon burrito from Guillen Family’s Mariscos in Venice. It’s right on Lincoln, next to the car place. Seriously, ask disposable. He always buys them for me anyway.
Sushi:
That place on Main Street in Santa Monica (oyaku?), is usually not crowded and give generous portions of fresh tasting fish (read: non-fishy fish) and their non-sushi selections are glamourous. Good sized plates of teriyaki and tempura baskets, and good effin’ unagi, man. Good prices, for sushi, I guess.
Octopus Bar in Manhattan Beach is a bit on the fancy side. Everyone yells, welcome in Japanese when you walk in. Really, it’s like that place I just mentioned, with less pleasing interiors and a little pricier. But it’s closer to my house, damn it.
The California Roll Factory in Westwood is probably the least authentic of the three here, but it does have its fair share of interesting rolls. The non-sushi fare is a bit on the skimpy side, but the unagi is good. Sushi is so damn expensive in Southern California, though.
Quickly, my picks for Italian: Mama D’s (Manhattan Beach) for the service and the warm complimentary chocolate chip cookie at the end, La Vita Bella for their Vodka Marinara, C&O Trattoria for the atmosphere and to get drunk.
Also quickly, some randoms that necessitate mentioning: Asian Noodles in Chinatown has some damn fine Filipino food. Great lechon (roasted pork), siopao (a few different kinds), and hot damn desserts, including halo-halo, and ube ice cream. The Chicken Katsu Loco Moco at King’s Hawaiian in Torrance? Or is it Hawthorne? Either way, it’s good. Artery clogging good. THAT good.
Still looking for teriyaki and good Thai, Indian in the South Bay.
Best Produce:
Marina Farms in Marina del Rey/Mar Vista I dunno where exactly that place is, but it’s right on Centinela near Jefferson. Whole Foods is expensive and I haven’t been to the grocery store in months, but can still safely say that Marina Farms produce will beat that crap. Also, the Hermosa Beach Farmer’s Market kind of sucks.
More Randoms:
You Shall Know Our Velocity was a good book I read last year. I read some more, but right now I can’t really remember any. Traveling 6000 miles back and forth from Los Angeles to Bellingham twice was fun, too.
Really, there were so many random things I liked about last year, that this list has become pretty pointless. I liked everything, all right? Is that what you wanted to hear? Damn, gimmie a fucking break. At least I updated this spot, dookie-face.