I'M FINALLY GETTING A SENSE OF HOLLYWOOD, AFTER EXPERIENCING THE MISH MOSH FOR SOME TWENTY ODD YEARS - WHAT HELPED ME TO SEE THE TRUTH WAS A PRETENTIOUS RESTAURANT, IN MY OPINION, UNFORTUNATELY FOR ME, USING ME AS THEIR NAMESAKE-"gwen"...
FIRST CLUE, THE ALL IMPORTANT MAITER'D GIVING ME MY THREE SEATING OPTIONS, DINING ROOM SERVING 15 DIFFERENT "TASTES" - NOT HALF A DOZEN, BUT 15?! WOW!!! SINCE I HAD NO DESIRE TO PORTRAY A BAR FLY THE SECOND OPTION, OPTING FOR THE THIRD, WHICH WAS THE OUTDOOR PATIO OFFERING A PETITE AL LA CARTE MENU - AND WHEN THEY SAID AL LA CARTE- THEY DID NOT LIE...
I HAD TO REQUEST BREAD FOR $2.50 WHICH WAS GOOD, PERFECTLY TOASTED CALLED "FIASCA" OR SOMETHING SOUNDING CLOSE TO THAT, WITH THE EXACT AMOUNT OF OLIVE OIL...EXTREMELY SATISFYING, AND IS THE ONLY OPTION THE RESTURANT OFFERED FOR ANYTHING IN THE BREAD LINE.
THEY TESTED ME WITH THEIR WATERY HOUSE WINE- WHICH I REJECTED- BRINGING A LITTLE BETTER REPLACEMENT WHICH ENHANCED MY SENSES, MORE FULL BODIED WAS MY REQUEST...
NOT ABLE TO CONSUME IT ALL, IN THE HUGE LONG STEMMED WINE GLASSES WITH ITS TOO LARGE BOWLS, WHICH I'M NOT QUITE SURE IF IT WAS INDEED SUITABLE FOR WINE - THOUGH OF COURSE, I COULD BE WRONG, OR, RIGHT.
MY WAITRESS, A DELIBERATE KENNEDY CLONE WAS QUIET AND DEMURE WHO INQUIRED IF I LIVED CLOSE BY- TO WHICH I ANSWERED, "NOT FAR"...SHE HAD ASKED IF I WAS FROM CALIFORNIA.
MY ARM HAIRS SUDDENLY STANDING AT ATTENTIION- "NO, I'M FROM NEW YORK", RESISTING THE URGE TO SLAP HER HARD ACROSS THE FACE, FOR MAKING SUCH AN ACCUSATION- I DELIVERED BACK IN KIND-"WHERE ARE YOU FROM? "MASSACHUSETTES" SHE SHOT BACK. "I LIKE MASSACHUSETTES, I HAVE RELATIVES THERE..."WHERE" SHE ASKED?" ANSWERING QUICKLY, "CAMBRIDGE" WITH A QUICK FOLLOW THROUGH. AN QUICK IMAGE OF MY COUSIN CHARLIE AND AUNT FRAN SUDDENLY FLICKED BY...
"AND YOU, WHERE ARE YOU FROM IN MASSACHUSETTES?" FOLLOWED BY A SLIGHT HESITATION FROM THE WAITRESS, FOLLOWED BY A CONFIDENT SOUNDING, "BELMONT!"
IMMEDIATELY I THOUGHT OF BELMONT RACEWAY, AND THE BELMONT SENIOR CITIZEN HOME CLOSE BY ON HIGHLAND, NOT TOO FAR FROM THE HOLLYWOOD BOWL, AND A LESS THAN FIFTEEN MINUTE RIDE TO MY HOME IN THE HOLLYWOOD HILLS.
I KNEW HER ANSWER WAS A LIE, HEARING A VOICE QUIETLY WHISPER FOR MY EARS ALONE, SUPPOSEDLY, "SHE'S A KENNEDY"...
THINKING( I ONLY WISH, TO MYSELF, THOUGH THERE'S NO CHANCE OF THAT AT THIS CURRENT LIFE EVOLVEMENT), MAYBE SO, NOTICING MY WAITRESSES FAMOUS RABBIT TEETH, LARGE TEETH, SOMEWHAT SIMILAR TO MINE, USUALLY THE TEETH OF ACTRESSES AND ACTORS TOO. I HAVE NO IDEA WHY GOD GAVE US THESE TEETH, EXCEPT TO MAGNIFY THE FACT THAT WE ARE CARNIVEROUS, THOUGH MY PREFERENCE IS FISH.
REGARDING MY MEAL THE GARLIC CAULIFLOWER WITH CAPERS WAS DELICIOUS, SCRUMPTIOUS ACTUALLY, AND THE PORK, ROASTED TO PERFECTION, AS WAS THE PORTION WITH TWO DIFFERENT CUTS, THINLY SLICED, AND A FILET MIGNON CUT- ABSOLUTELY HEAVENLY IN TASTE.
THE "gwen" HAD ONLY ONE DESSERT CHOICE WHICH I HAD PASSED ON, ASKING FOR THE CHECK- DELIVERED IN A TIN CAN ITS PURPOSE I BELIEVE, WAS TO GIVE AN EMPHASIS ON ANTIQUATED IMPORTANCE WHICH MAY HAVE SOMETHING TO DO WITH MY AGE...THAT AND THE BELMONT SENIOR CITIZEN HOME AND THE OLD TIN SARDINE CAN...STILL ANOTHER UNSPEAKABLE REFERENCE TO "FISH".
PRIOR TO MEETING MY REQUEST FOR THE "CHECK" SHE WARNED,"BY THE WAY WE ADD AN %18 GRATUITY ALREADY FACTORED IN TO THE TOTAL". I SMILED, MATCHING HERS, SHOWING ACCEPTANCE, THINKING, I WON'T BE BACK!
THOUGH FULLY SATISFIED WITH MY DELICIOUS MEAL, NOT MINDING THAT THE ONLY CHOICE FOR DESSERT DID NOT MEASURE UP TO MY EXPECTATIONS, WHICH I HAD PASSED ON.
I STOOD. WALKING PASS AN INTERRACIAL COUPLE, NOT ACTUALLY A COUPLE, BUT TWO HUMAN PROPS- THE MALE WAS SEATED, FACING ME, APPEARED AS A GOOD GUY, POSSIBLY MIDDLE EASTERN, OR LATIN, WHO WAS UNABLE TO GET A WORD IN SIDEWAYS, DUE TO HIS DARK SKINNED TRANSSEXUAL DATE'S OVERLY-EXAGERATED HEAD AND BODY LANGUAGE HER ELABORATE HAND GESTURES, HER STRAIGHT- PASS- THE- SHOULDER- LENGTH WIG, AND HER SILVER INDIAN BRACELET, WHICH CAUGHT THE REFLECTION OF THE SUBTLE PATIO LIGHTING, WHICH I SUSPECT, HAD BEEN SELECTED FOR PUPROSES OF MAKING THE DINNER GUESTS LOOK MORE FETCHING THAN THEY ACTUALLY ARE, AND FOR NOT BEING ABLE TO SCRUTINIZE THE FOOD TOO THOROUGHLY.
AND WHEN MY WAITRESS, MARY- SOMETHING- OR- OTHER, HAD ANSWERED MY QUESTION, "WHO DESIGNED THE RESTAURANT?" SHE STRUCK A POSE LOOKING ASIDE, SAYING, "SOMEONE FROM BROOKLYN."
"I PRESUME YOU MEAN BROOKLYN NEW YORK?"
"YES" SHE SMILED. REMOVING THE DIRTY PLATES AND UTENSILS, MAKING SURE TO LEAVE SOMETHING ON THE PLATE, IN THIS CASE, THE NOT SO SUBTLE PORK RIND, WHICH I CONSIDERED AS, OVER-KILL.
A REMINDER THAT SOMETIME IN THE NEAR FUTURE PERHAPS, "SPIKE LEE" AND I SHOULD COLLABORATE ON UPDATING, "PORGY AND BESS" AS A MUSICAL ON FILM- GIVING IT A STREET FLAVA OF GOOD...A BIT OF RAP...JAZZ...CLASSICAL AND A LITTLE COUNTRY THROWN INTO THE MIX, WITH MOTLEY ACTORS, AND DANCERS, OF ALL SHAPES AND SIZES TO CARRY OUT THE REBIRTH OF THE CLASSICAL LOVE STORY BETWEEN "BESS" AND HER MAN "PORGY" WHO WOULD PUT HIS HOT HANDS ALL OVER HER BODY...
SOUNDS LIKE A TURN ON TO ME...WHAT ABOUT YOU?
THANK YOU FOR LISTENING, AND JUST A REMINDER THAT "UNIQUE PERSPECTIVE" IS FOR ENLIGHTENMENT AND ENTERTAINMENT, I DO TRUST THAT I SATISFIED THOSE TWO OBJECTIVES WITH THIS BLOG IN PARTICULAR.
(C)COPYRIGHTED BY GWEN MITCHELL ON THURSDAY MORNING, 10/27/16 , AT 6:01 AM,ON THE GRASSY KNOLL IN LOS ANGELES, NEAR THE HISTORIC AREA OF WARNER BROS STD WHERE "BIRTH OF A NATION" WAS BORN, AND UPDATED AT THE CENTRAL LIBRARY, AKA, LOS ANGELES PUBLIC LIBRARY, AT 630 WEST FIFTH ST, LA, CA 90071 AND UPDATED AT THE WEST HOLLYWOOD CALIFORNIA LIBRARY, IN WEST HOLLYWOOD, 90069 AT 6:23PM.
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