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The ghetto hipsters of Highland Park have a new place to get shitfaced. La Cuevita opens up Friday night (May 4th) and it is just what this lovely city needs: An agave-spirit centered bar where we don’t have to spend a week’s budget. The Glutster was invited for an early tasting this last Tuesday and…
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I tend to dwell and dwell hard. Some things just really are a trip if you think about the many other ways you could had handled a certain situation, in particular, the ones that turned out for the bitter-ass worst. But see, the problem with me is that, well, I dwell until I hit something…
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As P.R dinners continue to flow in steadily into my inbox, I gain an even stronger motivation to take my writing even more seriously than I do now. I don’t know about other bloggers but these sort of things are what keeps The Glutster going strong, especially since I wish to somehow do this for…
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Press Release fresh off the Glutster inbox (taken from site): The Malibu Wine Classic showcases the Central Coast with the most highly regarded wineries from Santa Barbara, San Luis Obispo, Los Angeles and Ventura Counties, combined with top Malibu and Los Angeles area restaurants. The tasting takes place in the courtyard setting of the Malibu…
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Press release fresh off the Glutster Inbox: OPEN TO THE PUBLIC! Los Angeles – Epicurean Umbrella (EU) announces that it will host a special night at the Mark venue to feature a collaborative tasting menu created by Chef Renieri Caceres, Chef Tomas Rivera and Chef Al Gordon, paired with the molecular mixology of San Francisco’s…
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Living in East L.A for the later half of my life, I’ve seen a lot of my ‘homiez’ unexpectedly became Daddies, forced to mature (basically drop out and get a haphazard construction job, permanently). Everyday, a new protruding belly seems to slowly make a questionable appearance on a staggering amount of girls around my ‘hood,…
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Corn based chips and the smallest sour cream container of Knudsen Sour Cream (all mine; that way, my mom wouldn’t get mad for leaving deep orange smears along the container) was a staple in my childhood. Every Monday night, as I watched Raw is War (WWF Wrestling back when it was still decent), it was…
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