Sooo, does anyone else have a grueling case of the Mondays (and, yes, I’m fully aware that it is 11pm on a Tuesday)?
Because I sure do.
Yeah, I’m definitely still in weekend mode and am currently nowhere near ready to adult this week, which is why I thought I’d reminisce a bit with you and throw down some much needed weekend vibes.
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Now, one crucial detail to note here is that Austin is an Orange County boy, so naturally he’s a full-fledged Yucks – I mean Ducks – fan, whereas I am SO not.
To put that “SO not” into perspective, had I been a boy, my mega Kings fan father was actually going to name me after Hockey Hall of Famer, and long time LA King, Luc Robitaille. So, needless to say, my fan blood runs deep and we definitely had a little healthy competition goin’ on between us.
Luckily for Austin, my Kings trumped the Ducks 4-1.
I say “luckily for Austin” because, well, I’m a rather sore loser (ask those who have ever endured a USC loss in my presence) and anyone who avoids that shit storm is the real winner overall.
Yes, I know it’s an issue and I’m working on it.
Anyways, I’m not sure if I was just overly hyped from the win or what, but as we were driving home from the game, I could see the high-riseses fading into the rearview and realized I just hadn’t gotten my LA fix for the weekend.
The second we got home, I was already on my phone looking up breakfast/brunch spots in West Hollywood that I could drag Austin to on Sunday, and, boy, did I find a winner.
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We started our Sunday Funday off with breakfast at Joan’s On Third.
Oh my, guys, this place is a must if you’re in the area.
This trendy eatery is part deli, gourmet marketplace, coffee shop, and bakery that serves breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
Immediately when you walk into Joan’s you’ll be taken aback by the sophisticated décor and welcoming vibes.
The chic café features various wooden communal tables and marble countertops where you can dine with friends and other guests.
Not only is the layout and design of this place just the cutest, but the food is also amaze.
Okay, so I’m aware this is basic AF, but of course I ordered the avocado toast, and let me tell ya, it did not disappoint.
Talk about a generous helping of avo (which was actually more like a tangy guac). I mean, they really pile it on that whole wheat toast like it’s going out of style. I also added the fried egg on top, which I’d highly recommend, and shared a side of fresh fruit, hash browns, and crispy bacon with my luhva boy.
Austin ordered the fried egg sandwich as his main dish, which was basically the epitome of mouth-watering goodness and loaded with an over easy egg, Canadian bacon, jack cheese, arugula, and garlic aioli on a toasty brioche bun.
Actually drooling just thinking about this breakfast, and cannot wait to go back to try out some lunch and dinner items.
One of my favorite details about Joan’s is its location. If you haven’t been to/spent much time in this part of LA, 3rd Street is just a quick jaunt from the iconic Melrose Place, which meant not only could I show Austin around one of the most well-known areas of LA, but I could also burn off my breakfast calories doing what I do best – shopping.
And that is exactly what we did.
After making our way over to Melrose, we stumbled upon the cutest little farmers market, where I immediately proceeded to spend too much dinero, and wandered into some of my favorite shops, including Alfred Coffee & Kitchen.
Now, some of you may be thinking “what the hell is Alfred”? Trust, even if you aren’t familiar with the brand, you’ve definitely been associated with the Alfred trademark in some way, shape, or form.
Let me help jog your memory – this is the coffee shop that coined the ubiquitous phrase “But first, coffee,” turning it into Rule #1 in basic betch handbooks around the world.
And for that, Alfred, we thank you.
But really, next time you’re in LA, Hollywood, or Studio City, be sure to check out one of Alfred’s six locations and soak up all the modish goodness while simultaneously feeding your caffeine addiction. You will not be disappointed.
Anyways, enough coffee chit chat, let’s get back to our WeHo tour.
After Alfred, Austin and I made our way over to the flipside of Melrose Ave.
However, after taking a single glance at the picturesque beauty of the Restoration Hardware Gallery, we didn’t make it too far.
You guys, photos don’t even do this store justice.
Had there not been a sign on the front of the building, I would have thought this was a high-end venue or lounge, not a furniture store.
From the outside, the store looks like this grand oasis and instantly sucks you in to its open floor plan. Before you know it, you’re wandering through three stories (including a luscious, green rooftop garden filled with gorgeous cabanas and patio furnishings) of the most beautiful home décor you’ve ever seen and are ready to bust out your wallet and make it rain on every armoire and sofa in the joint (in your dream$, that i$).
Ugh, if only.
Side note: Many of you probably don’t know that Austin loves to build things, and is quite an exceptional carpenter and craftsman. Blame it all on his construction roots, but the boy has serious talent, and has created some amazing pieces, many of which were inspired by Restoration Hardware furniture. So, needless to say, this store struck both of our fancies from the get-go.
We even had a mini photoshoot on the stunning public rooftop garden/park that overlooks the neighborhood.
Yes, you heard right, the rooftop is public. During store hours, guests can enjoy the serenity of this outdoor space at their leisure and take in the beauty of the surrounding city. The garden even has a Ping-Pong table along with its various fire pits and abundance of casual seating.
Now, that is what I call a unique retail experience.
And that’s just the roof, don’t even get me started on the rest of the gallery, or, better yet, the elevator!
But, that’s a tale for another time.
Once we finished gawking at the glory of RH, we planned to make our way down to the Arts District and check out Angel City Brewery, which I have been dying to try (plus, there’s no better way to con Austin into a day of shopping in LA than bribing him with beer).
Howeverrrr, after spending 20 minutes looking for parking, we finally walked up to the bouncer only for me to realize that I left my ID in my other purse, leaving us pretty much up shit’s creek. Superb, I know. (Sorry Aust).
But, don’t worry, I will make it back to Angel City, and I will tell you all about it…eventually.
Oh well. It all worked out in the end because we decided to console ourselves with some of the most decadent gourmet desserts I have ever tasted from The Pie Hole, located right down the block from the Angel City Brewery.
We picked up a few slices to go (the Earl Grey and Mexican Chocolate pies are to die for) and decided our time in LA was up.
Luckily, we returned home to shove our pie holes with The Pie Hole just in time to watch Warren Beatty and Faye Dunaway ‘Steve Harvey’ themselves into Oscar history. Classic mix-up.
All in all, I have zero complaints about our weekend adventures, aside from the fact that it all went by way too fast.
Well, I hope you all enjoyed following me around LA. We should do it again some time, eh?