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Let’s get it over with and all move to California

This whole local, seasonal eating thing is much easier when you can get fresh strawberries one county over in December. Remind me again why I’m freezing my ass off in London, trying to get acquainted with squash?

If you’re feeling masochistic, take a peak at the photo gallery from the Hollywood farmers’ market?



by Flickr user mjgfoster (Creative Commons license)

by Flickr user mjgfoster (Creative Commons license)

Of all the food-related tragedies of not living in LA, perhaps the most tragic is life without pupusas. (For those curious, the most tragic non-food-related tragedy is life without sunshine. But that’s a topic for a whole other blog.)

What makes this even sadder is that I didn’t discover the magic of pupusas until after I left LA. How unfair is that?

Last week, LAist rubbed salt in the wound with a feature on pupusas, describing them thusly: ” It tastes like the result of an unsweetened pancake mating with a quesadilla.” Which probably doesn’t sound like the best thing in the world, but it is.

My experience of LA pupuserias is extremely limited, but I heartily recommend the stall at the Hollywood farmers market for a tasty start to a Sunday.

That’s my homesickness for the day. Now back to my coronation chicken sandwich.