The wonderful, beautiful Mackenzie Kyle took me out for a "I'm sorry you missed your birthday" birthday night. We went to "Tiki No" on Lankershim... God that place is weird. I said really, really low under my breath the bar smelled like disinfected poop. And the Welsh/Irish/Scottish/French bartender came over and brought us whiskey shots with a side of pickle juice. How did he hear that?! He also heard it was my birthday. So amazing! AND it was amazing because I had that bizarre combo one recently for the first time (Christmas night at the W!) (also super super weird) and have been raving about it since. Haven't had it, because it sounds so gross to order. But I can't believe he brought me that! Kismet.
And there was a bizarre food truck outside run by one, old hippy. (Remember that title, "One, Old Hippy") He said things like, "Okay. I can make guacamole... I think..." He disappears, comes back. "I found an avocado! Yes! You can have guacamole on it!"
We got an insane amount of food from el old hippy: A cheeseburger with bacon and mac n' cheese on it, nachos, shrimp tacos, garlic fries, dark n stormies.... Such a good non-birthday.
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