The countdown begins

Holly's bucket list.  Less than 3 weeks until we depart Los Angeles (mom and kids, anyway) so naturally I feel compelled to fulfill my list.  Cooking class last night was fruitful indeed-the theme was Springtime in Paris. It was springtime in LA tres magnifique!
haricot vert. haricot vert. haricot vert.  Just keep saying it.  It's fun.
I *somehow* landed the role of the brown noser, annoying star student and class clown.  Who knew you could take on so many roles in a cooking class?  I used my rad knife skills to woo the crowd: C'mon, show me the safe release-I dare you.

This evening we met our friends Matt and May in Thai Town Hollywood for some of the best Thai food we've had-my apologies to Erik, the Num Tuk and Panang were, in fact, better than Esan.

But before, we ducked into the infamous Chateau Marmont to have a drink in the garden...this was the best hipster-I'm-too-cool-for-you look I could muster

Mostly it just looks like I'm a bitch, though I'm not sure the two are mutually exclusive...