Grand Central Market
We work in a very special place: Downtown Los Angeles. People don't normally visit Downtown LA, unless they're here to do business. We get to come here every single day, and slowly but surely Los Angeles is revealing herself to us.
Normally for lunch, we chose one of the more close and convenient options: Americano, Novel Cafe, Men-oh Ramen, and we're definitely guilty of hitting up Wurstküche or Pie Hole on occasion. But not today. No, today we ventured out of our little bustling bubble, and trekked over the Grand Central Market, a Los Angeles staple full of food, history, and neon.
I got a "Fairfax" from Egg Slut: "softly" scrambled eggs, caramelized onions, chives, cheddar and sriracha. I didn't even manage to take a picture of it because it was gone before I even remembered to document it!
The Grand Central Market (or the GCM, if you're hip. Or, I might have just made that up.) is a wonderland of type. Neon type, hand painted type, amazing "bad" type, you name it.
The four of us only managed to take one group shot, naturally in a piece of art that was displayed. We're still not clear on the concept, but at least we got a photo!
This day was so packed, we had to split it up into three different posts. Stay tuned!