Last summer I pointed to a post by Jason Calacanis talking about the housing market in LA. He was on the hunt for a home and was seeing prices begin to drop, or at least level off, and was asking how that related to the overall market in town. After much looking, he finally took the plunge and bought a place in Brentwood. In a recent post, he talks about what life is like up in them there hills:
When Entourage first came out one of my good friends told me that the character “E” reminded her of me. The fast talking, hustling, kid from back East running around LA trying to make things happen–makes sense.
So, I moved to Brentwood last month (which is the area just above Santa Monica and West of Beverly Hills/Bel Air) and in the first month I run into Kevin Connolly twice. Right after we bought our new house, and I was dealing with all the pain of having spend gobs of money fixing tons of essential items (think electricity and gas lines), I ran into Connolly at the Brentwood Market. He came by and talking into his phone and said “you won’t believe what this f-ing house is costing me.” Actually Kevin, I would. I’ve lived in apartments/lofts my whole life and the concept of having to fix the hot water heater is very new to me.
Last night I was out at a VDL (very down low), hidden, old-school (and way over-priced) Italian joint in the Brentwood village and right behind us closing up the joint was Connolly. Garry Shandling was also at the table right by us. Again, makes sense… New York transplants in LA gravitate to New York style eateries any chance they get.
So there you have it – NY transplants – Brentwood is the place for you. You just need to figure out what the name of that secret, hidden, old-school Italian joint is and you are set! And if your friends still in NY are anything like my friends in NY, at least you’ll be able to commiserate with other ex-NYers about how your friends in NY are making fun of you for it being colder here than it is there. But just wait till next month, we’ll see who’s laughing then.