A night out in LA

After spending a spectacular day in the OC Lar and I went out with her friend Brian. We picked him up and made our way to the One-Eyed Gypsey to hear some LA-folk music. After driving in circles for about an hour we made it there only to find a chain on the door and a hand written sign saying they were closed for the night. Effers.

So we went to their sister bar (I can't remember the name). It seemed like an old warehouse or barn or something, and the walls didn't go all the way up to the ceiling. It was pretty sweet because you had the fresh air of being outside without the wind ruining everything. (Fun fact: It's rumored that this place was a brothel in the 1920's.)

It was a Wednesday night so the place was nearly empty, which was just the way I like it. We easily got a seat at the back of the room with a clear view of the man playing some solo blues guitar. The music was good and not over powering, and we even danced for a hot second. 

The drinks were fancy-schmancy and damn tasty. Check out this ice ball:

After the music wrapped up we went to one of Lar and Brian's favorite places for some Korean-style tacos. We got there at, like 12:02 only to have the bar tender tell us that the kitchen closed at midnight and they had a strict 'no late orders' policy. Heffers.

We hung our heads and headed home, but I've been promised I'll receive one of these tacos in the mail. I'm waiting.