Something about the hazy milky whiteness of the L.A. sky and the sound and smell of a big gurgling truck passing by as I stood outside of Mel’s Drive-In near the corner of Sunset and Alta Loma this morning…something about this made me think, “I’m in hell…this is why I like New York better. This is ugly, bleachy, over-commercialized…a sense of architectural soul is distinctly lacking.”

Friendly, married, five year-old son, likes to boogie-board.

Mel’s installed free wi-fi about a year ago, I’m told. Very cool. The Hollywood Elsewhere seal of approval is hereby granted.

Tall pines of the fabled Lexington Road, just north of the Beverly Hills Hotel.