A few weeks ago we flew into LAX to visit with our friends Victi and Gumby. (Some names have been changed to protect the innocent.) Our journey began with the ever so famous Philippe French dipped sandwiches.  Since we knew that Philippe’s wasn’t our only food stop that night we took a walk down Olvera St. to work off a little bit of what we ate.

The second place we ended up that night was at Pazzo Gelato. Bryan and I split the limoncello and some other fruity flavor. Obviously, the other flavor wasn’t  memorable, but the limoncello was perfectly sour with the right hint of sweetness.

Our final stop (thank goodness as my tummy couldn’t take anymore) of the evening was at Pinks. For those of you who don’t know Pink’s is a hot dog place. I’m thinking the place is pretty popular since it was pretty late and there was a significant line in front of the place.

When we got back to their place there was even more food waiting for us. We felt as if we were staying in a 5 star hotel with a free minibar. Well, there was no booze, just some tasty treats that enjoyed at a later date.

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