
Two beef taquitos and a handful of chips submerged in a scoop of bacon guacamole and a layer of lettuce and pico de gallo. And, for maximum eat-on-the-go efficiency, it is prepared IN A WAFFLE CONE.
Gelato meets taco.
Only in Austin.

Two beef taquitos and a handful of chips submerged in a scoop of bacon guacamole and a layer of lettuce and pico de gallo. And, for maximum eat-on-the-go efficiency, it is prepared IN A WAFFLE CONE.
Gelato meets taco.
Only in Austin.

On the last day I was in Madrid, I made a big loop around the city on foot and managed to snap a bunch of cool tapas bar signage.

I loved these little illustrations.

Looks like it used to say something else but I couldn’t tell what.

Really, what more does one need?

Double bonus for the awesome accidental 80’s signage captured above.

This place was the perfect shade of apricot and the perfect shade of mint—a visual daiquiri.

Some Spanish restaurants make you really feel right at home.

Because what’s better than karaoke? Laser karaoke!

The Madrid metro was clean, colorful and easy to navigate, but I loved these little branded buckets the most. They were so cute, it almost made you happy it was raining!

I supposed it’s better than a Low Tech Hotel.

I headed towards the Royal Palace but the line was really long for tickets, so I opted to go inside the Almudena Cathedral, which is next door, instead. And then I looked up.

The most vibrant colors I’ve ever seen on a cathedral ceiling, as a children’s choir sang to a hushed crowd. What a pleasant, unexpected treat!

Speaking of treats, most helados shops were actually shut tight due to the cold weather. But I managed to find a special exception at Mallorca, these awesome little pastelerias found all over Madrid.

The coolest part was their system to keep track of your purchases as you roam the three-story epicurean playground because they know you’re probably going to eat that trufa helada de coco about 30 seconds after it comes out of the case!
All my photos are here. Hope you enjoyed our Spanish adventure!

It’s not that Angelenos are totally oblivious to the changing seasons, it’s just that we’re so easily misled by our own weather. When we get a July day tossed in with our typical February lineup, we ignore the calendar and act accordingly, strapping on sandals and leaping into pools. With snow-capped peaks still looming in the distance, the temperature crept up past 80 degrees yesterday, making for a true faux-summer day. I hopped on my bike and headed downtown in search of seasonally-inappropriate treats.

Mochi, with its soft powdered skin revealing a cold, creamy center, is my absolute favorite ice cream treat on the planet. But this mochi I found at Mikawaya was too good to be true! It was mochi made from gelato. It was mochi-lato. And it was mochi-mazing. The coconut had big, chewy flakes of coconut. The hazelnut was salty and nutty. And the plum wine, which I had originally chosen simply because of its springy pink hue, was the winner, with a tangy snap of plum jelly tucked inside the top.

Mikawaya are the makers of the truly excellent mochi you can buy at many grocery stores, and you can buy these little snowballs of joy at their sweet shop in the Little Tokyo Market Place (I’ve never seen the mochi-lato in stores, though). I tried to get a shot of the ladies behind the counter posing with the case because they were wearing precious pink/plum wine sweaters but they giggled and hid in the corner.

When you’re looking for colors to match your spring-has-sprung mentality, it turns out that Little Tokyo is a pastel food wonderland. Here are the non-gelato mochi treats at Fugetsu-Do, one of the city’s oldest continuously-operating businesses. They were predictably slammed today. I got the suama and ogura.

And these drop-dead gorgeous pickled radishes at the Little Tokyo Market Place (regular website is down, but here the Facebook page), where Japanese techno accompanied people as they shopped for Valentine’s Day feasts. I can’t wait to come back and shop here for Easter, which normally arrives on an August-like day in April.

Now if that’s not something you want to spread all over your lips, I don’t know what is. Although I believe that real gelato works just as well as an emollient. Thanks to Josh, Mary Ellen & Meghan for sending me this treasure.
I’m in Vegas this week for the opening of CityCenter, the megadevelopment that’s radically transforming the Strip. I’ve written a few stories for Fast Company so far about the project itself and the architects behind it, but I think the highlight was when I got interviewed by the local ABC affiliate about being part of the media frenzy. The artsy media frenzy.