UPDATE (04/10/2007): The mac and cheese is from Pete's Cafe and Bar. And yes. It's really that good.

So last night The Doctor and I went downtown to a little speakeasy (read: smoky, hot room with no ventilation and almost certainly a heap of fire code violations) to see Critical Brass. Good music, good times, good vibes, and the best damn mac and cheese of my life at some place called "______ Grill" on Main Street. Name pending the charge on my credit card statement. But it might become a monthly ritual for the rest of my time in LA. It was truly that good.

Sometimes it really does help to get out of the house, particularly if your tour guide is one of the kewl kids with the ins on underground hipster happenings. Thanks, Doc!

P.S. By "horny" I meant the brass band, ya perv.