Debra texted me that she'd be in town for the Pepperdine/LMU volleyball games I figured I'd be cooped up in a gym all weekend catching glimpses of my friend giving huddle pep talks and random spurts of coaching from the bench. Sorta boring, if you ask an ex volleyballer, but I wanted to support my friend.When my life long childhood - volleyball - minister of fun friend
The tides turned when she texted me again saying that she'd be free all day Friday. My mind raced with a slue of fun-delicious activities we could do. I thought about Brentwood and Compartes Chocolatier. Then remembered the parking, self inflicted mild coronaries, traffic to and from the Eastside, anxiety, and high blood pressure. I didn't want to scare Debra with my road rage, even though she'd probably still be my friend.
Hollywood would do just fine.
After a Scoops initiation session (they happened to have the flavor she's been dreaming about on that day: Horchata), we rode the red line to Hollywood and Vine for some good old fashioned Walk of the Stars action. Debra found some pretty schweet shades along the way.
"B rating in the window, A rating in our tummies"
Amen sista friend!
5621 Hollywood Blvd
Los Angeles, CA 90028