So happy birthday to me. I’m 30. If 40 is the new 20, then that makes me hot teenage jailbait, my veins coursing with the pleasure/poison of sinful juvenile delinquency.
I was at a meeting at LACMA yesterday afternoon, which is close enough to Apple Pan territory for me to make a pit stop. Christ, I love the Apple Pan. I love the feeling of going in and confidently securing a seat, and knowing that the staff only asks what I’m ordering, because someday, I might want something different. We got the best seats in the house yesterday, right up against the bakery window, where we were just in time to marvel at the super-efficient pie crust baking technique they use. Anyways, on to the food porn.

Above - The Combination, a ham and swiss on rye to die for. I think this sandwich appears no less than three or four times in my Flickr stream. It’s so good looking that I can’t stop taking pictures of it. As a Jew, I know the temptation of traif, and this is, in my opinion, the finest ham on rye in the world. It’s the only thing I ever order at Apple Pan, in fact, I’ve never seen anyone else order it, in a decade of eating there. It’s my rock and my savior.

Above - The Combination comes with a couple of olives and some sweet pickles. I always ask for some extra. The sweet pickles at Apple Pan are insane! Over the years, the amount of extra they’ve been giving me has increased to the point where they just hand me a plate of goodies when I order my sandwich. I haven’t crossed the line of putting olives on all my fingers and goofing off yet, but I want to. Oh how I want to.

above - Mustard, the king of condiments. Eating ham without mustard should be a capital crime.
About that visit to LACMA. I had about 45 minutes to kill before my meeting, and I spent them ogling the new displays of German Expressionist works in the Ahmanson building (The prints in the Rifkin Gallery are staggering and wonderful, pictures coming soon.) and my favourite LACMA haunt, the Netsuke gallery in the Japanese Pavillion (a ton of new netsuke were on display! Pictures coming soon!). I got to walk under Tony Smith’s Smoke, which is extremely well installed, fitting right into the gorgeous “1970’s bank” architecture of the Ahamanson. Pictures don’t do its scale justice. My take on BCAM thus far, as a brief passer by: 1) I’m more interested in LACMA’s already solid permanent collection than a peek into BCAM. 2) If what’s on display now is a monument to the 80’s blue chip market, then the design of the building is appropriately 80’s. From the outside, it kind of reminds me of mid-80’s Galleria architecture - glass elevator from the parking lot, pseudo-neo-brutalist exterior stairs, the outdoor lighting that has the “studio light cans with hinged hoods” thing going on. And of course the presence of Burden and Koons right in the middle of everything just caps it off. And 3) How much money did it cost to sink that huge palm tree several stories deep into the underground parking?
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