"L.A. is all about food!" my friend Alex told me as we slurp our ramen noodle, and about food, L.A. indeed is. I promised a good ol' friend of mine to visit him in the states when he arrived in L.A. A year later, there I was eating everything L.A. has to offer. When my fabulous guide, Alex, said that L.A. is about food, I scoffed at him in disbelief; I later gained unmentionable amount of pounds added to my weight after visiting for a mere 3 days - I was proven wrong. Before getting into all the street/people photography, I have to make a tribute to (what i believe to be) L.A.'s most delicious offering: Crispy pork gra pow, deep fried pork belly with basil sauced topped with egg and duck meat upon request. Around an hour before midnight, Alex and I arrived at a small restaurant in a small thai complex, also filled with other thai restaurants. Our restaurant itself is a particularly small one, holding only seven to ten tables, fitting perhaps only as much as thirty. "You had to try the crispy pork," Alex told me, "it's the A1," he continued, pointing to the menu. When the steaming pile of rice, pork, and egg arrived, he looked at me with a glimmer in his eyes, waiting for me to take a bite - I can now truly understand why. My eyebrows were raised in surprise and slight disbelief. It was glorious.
In the days to come, I came to figure out that L.A., other than its delicious morsels, also provides a potential for people photography. In between Universal studios, and Santa Monica beach, I had my canon on my shoulder all throughout the days, and kept shooting until I couldn't anymore. Below are the select few of my pictures.
All in all, photo wise, it was a very rewarding experience, much less so for my health, but the crispy pork was well worth it. I had to eat it once again before I left L.A. So thank you, Alex for being my guide and great host for three days straight, I will have the crispy pork again if I was to return to L.A. Untill then, here's another picture of you: