The last time I came out to Cali I wasn't able to see the ocean. So this time it was on my "California Bucket List". But first, we had to see Chelsea Lately. We began by piling in the car and hoofing it down to the Burbank area of LA. We arrived at the studio only to see a line of people wrapped around the building. There were rumors that not everyone would get in. The funny thing is, everyone had a ticket. So my theory is this. The studio has about 40 seats and they booked 65 of them to ensure every seat is filled. Then they mess with you and say, "there is a good chance you will get in. But we aren't 100% sure. Please stand in this line in the sun for 2 hours and pray that the entertainment gods will let you in". Apparently I've been praying to the wrong God. The people in front of us were able to go in. We were not so lucky. Adam, Booms and I left with our heads held high and decided we didn't want to see her stupid show anyway. Of course we were choking back the tears of disappointment and sadness, but please don't tell our girlfriends.
On the bright side, this gave us more time at the beach. We continued to drive west until we literally drove into the ocean. Santa Monica Pier here we come! We parked on the street and made our way through the sand. We setup camp and relaxed while listening to a combination of songs that sound like the Red Hot Chili Peppers, thanks to Pandora Radio that is. It was nice to relax with the fellas and just chill. We took a walk down the beach and had some laughs especially at this kid who got hit by a wave and started screaming, "I've got sand on my inner thigh!" This of course was in a very shrill and ear piercing voice. This was our last night in Cali and we weren't going to waste it. One last task, mission, goal, achievement, whatever you want to call it, was left. A nice steak dinner with the guys.
It's amazing what you can find on google these days. While I'm looking for "Best Steak Houses in LA". Froggy decided to search for "Steak for under $20 in LA". We had a good laugh, because there aren't many places in Los Angeles where you can get a steak for that price. Was this restaurant in someones basement or perhaps out of the dumpster behind In and Out Burger. Sure enough it was a place called Taylor's. The outside wasn't too impressive, but the ambiance, decor and food itself made up for that. Bravo Froggy! You did us proud. I enjoyed a nice cut of prime rib, apparently 12oz means 16oz at that place, because my steak was HUGE! It was a nice close to a great trip.
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