Wednesday, June 13, 2018

On A Walkabout

Nobody walks in L.A..  Everyone has either heard or said that phase at least once in their life.  There's a book titled that, and a 2016 movie.  Realistically, walking in L.A. is quite common.  L.A. has tons of places that are great for getting in your steps, but the caveat is that you have to drive to a location to get your walk on.  L.A. is so spread out and huge that you find yourself among endless apartments, palm tree stumps, and broken sidewalks if you just stepped outside and went for a go.  Instead, there are plenty of plazas, farmers markets, and open air spaces to enjoy the California weather.  Most with free parking.
The husband and I took a 5 minute drive from our house to The Commons in Calabasas, a mix of upscale boutiques, casual eateries, and general strip mall shops.  It's well-lit and dog friendly.  Ample outdoor seating options and a large man-made pond for turtles and fish.  Every person you come across greets you with a smile.  As you walk the area, from end to end, classic Frank Sinatra music is pumped through speakers that are hidden away in the beautiful, fragrant landscapes.  Kids are bouncing all over with their phones, catching Pokémon and texting each other to meet at the movie theater or for ice cream.  Behind The Commons is the Calabasas Library (and Civic Center), which is usually very quiet, maybe because it's so well hidden or because the Barnes and Noble, just feet away, has a Starbucks Cafe in it.
To get to The Commons from our place, you take a small street behind the freeway, and down to Calabasas Road.  There you find the road shrinks down to one lane each way as you're met with a wooden sign that reads, "Welcome to Old Town Calabasas".  This Old Town is only a block long, and The Commons is just on the other side.  Old Town is set up as an ode to the old Western facades.  There are wooden planked sidewalks, hitching posts, and wood siding on some of the older buildings.  The popular Leonis Adobe structure sits in this area as well, dating back to 1844 and is one of L.A.'s oldest surviving buildings.  Right across the street from this historical landmark is a newer eating establishment that has been on my 'to visit' list for about a year now, The Six Chow House.
Leaving our car parked at The Commons, we took the half mile walk into Old Town.  The Six, has been a quiet little hot spot for some of the Hollywood's stars that reside in the more reserved L.A. area of Calabasas, like the Kardashian's and Justin Bieber.  There were no Pop sightings for us when we reached the front door of the eclectic eatery.  Right away, a host took us to a massive suede plush booth.  The ceiling had tin shingles, there were sliding barn doors hiding away a private party, and in a separate room was a good sized, backlit bar.
One side of the menu featured a full page of sharable appetizers and dinners, and on the opposite side were the drinks with options such as soda, wines, beers, hard alcohol, and Machtails (alcohol free cocktails).  Next to the Machtails was a tiny red logo that I was thrilled to see, Illy, a fantastic espresso based coffee brand.  One Please!  The husband went with the Will I Am Machtail as a refresher from our walk.  But as we sat and gaze upon the menu while waiting for the drinks, the food started to beckon to us.  We had come for just a drink each, but the chicken Mediterranean flatbread caught our sight and got our taste buds salivating  faster than we could realize that we still had to walk back to the car.  Now, we might be waddling back.  It was worth it though.  The flatbread was phenomenal.  It could have easily fed four people but we couldn't risk having to carry those leftovers for the whole half a block back.  I ordered a second cup of coffee before we made our departure.  I truly enjoy Illy coffee for its richness without bitterness, and the way The Six presented it when ordered, adds to that.  You taste with your eyes first, so being able to watch the cream mix into the dark coffee through the glass is very satisfying. 
Near the restrooms is a story painted on a wall above a booth.  I'm not sure how true it is but it claims to be the backstory for the restaurant’s name.  Being named for six artists seems believable, but in a block long, old west style suburb, it could also be as made up as this street.  On the walk back to the car, we agreed to do a few more laps around the center, putting in for an easy three miles total. 



























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