Maybe it's the romance of it all. Maybe it's imagining I'm walking down the street of some quaint European city. But I think most of all it's the hint of nature and greenery in a mostly brown Los Angeles.
While walking down the street in Culver City a week ago, I stumbled upon a few cute little eateries along a shaded, tree-lined street. I can't vouch for the food at Saint Amour (or Starbucks, haha) since I didn't stop to eat there, but I immediately fell in love with the hidden, unassuming brasserie and made a mental note to try it some time. (I guess this post is my reminder!) It didn't at all feel like I was walking past a trite French restaurant "trying" hard to transport me to Paris. Even Starbucks a few doors away has a fresh, clean look. Even the dude outside seems to be getting a chestfull of plant-oxygenated air. It really just lifted my spirits to feel that I had been transported out of LA, but even for a minute.
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