
Ever since moving to Los Angeles in 1978, whenever I feel blue, I visit Carneys on the Sunset Strip. So that's what I did following Michael Jackson's memorial yesterday, battling traffic -- like no other ever experienced in this car crazy city -- just to get to this hamburger joint.
Upon arrival, I went in with my family, all of us glum and not even sure the restaurant that looks like the dining car of a train was open.
It was, but we were the only ones there.
Looking out, we saw bus load after bus load of tourists passing by -- more than I have ever seen in this town that usually teams with tourists anyway.
Then the masses started arriving at the landmark Carneys.
They had been down at Staples Center, about 15 miles away, standing outside the memorial and some even sitting inside. They talked in hushed tones about the event, even though Carneys is a place where you can feel free to express yourself as loudly as you want because nobody is going to tell you to shut up.
We didn't even talk.
We just munched on chili burgers and chili fries, me remembering the first time I had them. It was there at Carneys on the Sunset Strip, an iconic Los Angeles thoroughfare where memories often seem to erupt for many nostalgic visitors, but particularly for those who periodically bop in and out of Los Angeles one way or another. Down Sunset a bit, the Viper Room -- a fitting musical forum -- plays tribute to Michael Jackson on its giant billboard for all to see.
As for me, I won't go back to the Strip for a while. For now, I am just glad yesterday is over so both travelers and tourists alike can continue typical Los Angeles travel adventures, one chili fry at a time.
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Photo to left: The Viper Room at 8852 Sunset pays tribute to Michael Jackson