Moving Beyond Cars is August 18!

I’m really excited about an event I’m helping to plan for GOOD, in partnership with railLA, the Los Angeles County Bicycle Coalition, the Coalition for Clean Air, and de LaB. railLA contacted us to throw a party as part of the downtown LA exhibition LA Beyond Cars: A Global Perspective on Rail and Space which envisions a future of high-speed rail in LA. So we thought it would be really cool to look towards that future and make this event completely car-free—and we’re hoping everyone is up to the challenge!

So! Borrow a bike! Try taking the bus for the first time! Race a friend on horseback from across town! Just get to the event in a way that shows LA is moving beyond cars. Besides the fun of everyone reporting how they got there, we’ll also have a few special activities. We’ll have James Rojas leading his interactive city planning workshops (which I’ve written about for GOOD before), and the folks from CicLAvia will be on-hand to tell us about their plan to create car-free streets one day this fall (10/10/10!). Plus! Prizes will be awarded to whoever arrives in the most unique, “beyond car” way.

All information here, and you can RSVP and share the information over at Facebook. Hope to see you there!

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Hot salad

Watermelon tomato corn feta salad

Was I silly enough to claim another salad to be the salad of summer, and so early in the season? Well, that was before August arrived, and with it, the slurpy crunch of watermelon that makes up what I believe to be my favorite summer salad. Mostly because the key to this salad is to choose and prepare the three main ingredients carefully so that the salad looks as good as it tastes.

Watermelon tomato corn feta salad

So you can use red watermelon, some green zebra tomatoes and white corn. Or you can use yellow watermelon, a brandywine tomato and yellow corn. If you have a handful of tiny cherry tomatoes, still warm from the garden, you can ball the melon so it matches. And if you’re feeling adventurous, you can roast the corn first. Then add a sprinkle of feta, some basil, olive oil and a splash of apple cider vinegar. And be sure to take a photo.

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Vanilla bourbon malt

The Mercantile

One of the newest installments in the George Abou-Daoud Hollywood empire is the The Mercantile, holding court in a historic Spanish-style building on Sunset with its big sister, District, right next door. I admit I first visited The Mercantile with the hopes that it would mesh with my earliest connotation of the word:  Little House on the Prairie—remember, Oleson’s Mercantile? But the place does actually live up to its old-timey name: There are dry goods stacked along a wall, exposed weathered wood planks like what Pa might have cut down at the mill, and some prim Victorian-esque parlor chairs that look like they were stuffed to cradle a corset.

On a recent night we went to The Mercantile to drink rosé and IPA and eat some gloriously gooey cheese that, frankly, they never would have gotten in Walnut Grove. And when it was time for dessert, how could I not indulge my inner Laura and choose from one of the six house-made ice cream flavors (which are also available for to-go scoops)?

Vanilla bourbon malt

True, we only tasted one flavor but it was truly memorable: Vanilla bourbon malt. The bourbon was sweet and slightly smoky with the tiny vanilla seeds exploding like Flavor Crystals™ on the tongue. But the malt, the malt, is what really made it, lingering in the background during the vanilla-bourbon interlude, only popping up there at the end for a hearty, beer-esque bow. I suggest donning a bonnet and heading over there for a cone as soon as you’re done with your chores.

Where to find this? How to get there on public transportation? Find out on Gelatobaby’s GeLAtomap!

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Where the garlic flows like water

The glory of garlic

If you’re driving the road from Gunnison, Colorado to Crested Butte, you can’t miss Garlic Mike’s, a low-slung cabin draped in signature red-and-white-checked fabric that looks like it was snatched from the streets of Hoboken. But you won’t get to see this side of the Italian restaurant unless it’s summer, when they tent the back porch and serve a patio lunch in those glorious few hours before the afternoon thunderstorms slip through.

Garlic Sisters

Chef Mike Busse spins out paper-thin pizzas, salads spiked with fluorescent green pesto, fizzy red lambrusco that tickles your tongue, and crispy fries heaped with what else but tiny, tangy cubes of fried garlic (as demonstrated here by my sister, Beth). Which would all be reason enough to visit—I mean, seriously, who else can locate spicy coppa like this in the High Rockies?—but the very specific location that Garlic Mike’s occupies on this stretch of road makes it even more of a dining adventure.

River valet parking

Because this is Garlic Mike’s back door. Yes, you can dock your raft or kayak on the banks of the Gunnison River and stroll across that wide lawn to a well-deserved Italian meal, fly rod in-hand. Garlic Mike’s embraces their unique situation:  They even offer “culinary rafting” packages and happy hour specials on food and drink to reward those who arrive by boat or bike. I would think that if you timed it right, you could even place a “to-row” order for “float-through” pickup. But then, of course, you’d miss out on the cocktails.

Sunny, beer-splashed lunch

Icing your paddle-weary arms with Coronas, you and your crew can enjoy a sunny beer-splashed lunch while you’re still soaked from navigating rapids. And the warm lawn is the perfect place to splay your wet clothes and gear while you dive into Sunshine Wheats and thick meat-stacked sandwiches named things like The Godfather. And you’ll lounge for at least an hour in mozzarella-slathered bliss wishing that more restaurants had the sense to orient themselves around such magical alternative transportation routes.

Garlic Mike's!

And wishing, of course, that more restaurants had the sense to orient themselves around the magic of garlic.

Part one of the Summer Places series. You can see all my photos from our road trip here.

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Summer places

River legs:

For the last two weeks I traded sidewalks for rivers, a two-bedroom house for a two-person tent, and public transit for a rental car (yes, which I drove hundreds of miles without incident, thank you very much). Along the way I discovered some pretty amazing places I’d love to tell you all about, just as soon as I summit this mountain of laundry. And do something about these bug bites that have turned my skin into a lovely pattern of pink polka-dots. And get some proper gelato.

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