It’s been a couple of months of settling back into my first city, Los Angeles. It is not your average skyscraper filled city and is more of an endless sprawl hiding an assortment of surprises. I love the city because it feels like there are always whole neighborhoods left to discover just around the corner.
In a move most people here find odd, I’ve taken to using a bicycle as my primary means of transportation. The part where this is a sprawling city overtaken by cars makes that more difficult than it should be.
Luckily the Los Angeles metro transit authority has had a lot of billboards and signs about bicycling rights and safety. The situation has improved a lot since I lived here last. There’s even an anti-harassment lawsuit so that any cars that pass too close or honk can be brought to court.
Of course, you really can’t ignore that at the heart of the matter, Los Angeles is still a car city. Sure the light rail/subway is being expanded but we are still in the present.
At one point I headed up to northern California by the slower route of the 101 to check out the Santa Maria oak pit barbecue scene. I completely failed both on the drive up and down to find anyone that had an oak pit firing at lunch but stopped at a few places for decent meat.
Luckily I don’t need to leave town to find some old favorites. When I was abroad I was always asked if I missed American food, like burgers and pizza.
I’m not sure if most people in small towns abroad quite grasp what Californian food looks like, as even the burgers and pizza generally get a fresher take.
While I did enjoy eating in the markets and on the street abroad, that is just never the best place to get vegetables anywhere in the world. Luckily Californian fare is bountiful and something great is always in season.
While I’m still not settled into a home of my own, it’s still time to get back to eating some more home cooked meals instead of living off the street carts. The cornucopia of fresh fruits and vegetables is best explored in the many year round farmer’s markets to be found in different spots all over town every day of the week.
Just because I’ve stopped being on farms does not mean I’ll stop seeking out adorable farm animals. At the moment my adventures are more about exploring the interests I’ve had to a while that I could not necessarily try while traveling. Sure, it’s less about milking goats these days, but it helps to try a few things for longer. Maybe stop motion animation or baking will lead me to another farm one day. Who knows what adventure is next or where.