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Paul and I tried out Barn Burner in Pasadena for lunch on Saturday.

Between the entrance and the giant ceramic chicken (not pictured), I wasn't too sure what we were getting ourselves into.

Best chips ever.

This was the "Lil Miss" portion of ribs. I'd hate to see what the full portion looks like.

Five minutes later...stuffed.

Maybe this has something to do with Paul gaining sixty pounds since we got together...

After lunch we headed out towards West LA to meet up with my French pals.

Yup, definitely in LA.

Beverly Hills, that's where I wanna be! Not really, but I did want some Al Gelato and we had an hour to kill so to Beverly Hills we went.

My french buddies loved the Getty.

I kid you not, they all kept saying "Ooh la la."

However, they were less impressed with the pollution, or as a fellow tram-rider put it, "the smog, smog sounds better than pollution." (I don't know, does it really? They both sound cancer-causing to me.)

At one point the guys got some refreshments and Rudy used up all the milk and got yelled at by some old lady. Being the nice French boy that he is he immediately brought some milk to the woman once the Getty staff refilled it. She forgave him and even started speaking to him in French.

Rudy returns triumphant, transgressions atoned for.

Comments:

lil' miss portion ahahahahha

# posted by  kalipornia : 7:03 PM

 

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