Except for some famine/pestilence-ridden places in the world, food is everywhere people live. But L.A.’s third gift to the world is two-fold: food that’s fresh and food that makes you think of home… where ever home may be.
It’s when I travel that I am reminded of how lucky we are to live in L.A… Where the freshest of produce is grown locally, if not in Southern California, then at most a few hours away by truck. Where the freshest of seafood is plucked right out of the ocean next to us. Where the freshest of all poultry and livestock are slaugh… you get the point.
Anyway, it’s when I travel that I realize that salads aren’t quite as fresh. That the variety of fruits and vegetables aren’t quite as plentiful, and that fresh sushi isn’t available in some landlocked states (not that I’d want necessarily want it there).
So there’s part one of L.A.’s gift of food, but part two comes from the variety of different types of cuisine you can get here. Chalk it up to the different ethnic enclaves in L.A.: everything from K-Town, Little Armenia, Little Ethiopia, Thai Town, out to Little Saigon (shout out to the OC on this one!). Combine that with the “melting pot” aspect of all the diversity of L.A. for fusion foods galore. Kosher Chinese? Sure! No matter where you’re from, you’re sure to find food that reminds you of home somewhere in L.A. (Even this Taiwanese-American gal can find food “My Way” that takes me to straight to Taipei in under $20.).
Sit-down dining not your thing? L.A.’s bonus gift to the world comes in the form of food in a cart: taco trucks (or roach coaches) and a nice bacon-wrapped dog after a Lakers game outside of the Staples Center.
And if you’re an L.A. native, then how lucky are you to have this smorgasbord as your own?
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