Yesterday Tiny G decorated his first gingerbread house—well, technically it was a bungalow (how L.A.) from Sweet GinGer House in West Hollywood. After which he met Santa Claus for the very first time and asked him for a scooter.
Several years ago, sitting over brunch at the Sunset Marquis in West Hollywood, a fashion editor friend in town from NY said, “You know what you are? A foodinista.” I think we were discussing Louboutins and guanciale at the time. But whatever it was, the name made sense. And it ... Continue reading →