Although last year at this time I was on my way to Paris, there's nothing like home. I really need a break and there's no where more relaxing than the suburbs. After landing and catching up on some much needed sleep I was so happy to see my friends and family. After all these years away, I still haven't gotten used to flying back and forth. One of my last nights home was St. Patricks day, and like any other good jew I went to go drink some green beer and listen to celtic music of course! Expecting your usual bar food, we were pleasantly surprised by the inventive menu. We ordered corn beef sliders, duck quesadilla with mole sauce, and fondue with pretzel bread. It was a great ending to a beautiful week in sunny LA.
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