Hats On Wrong

Mallory, Greg, and I headed downtown yesterday afternoon for the Tofu Fest, where we enjoyed tofu and non tofu dishes alike. With Tofu Pad Thai and Barley Tea in my stomach, as well Tofu with Artichokes and Lentils (that I'd much prefer to forget about), we spent a considerable amount of idle time in the car, circling around the hot mess that is Sunset Junction to narrow in on parking for the Fur Festival. Far deserving of our parking spot, we trekked to the Gallery.


Just in time for Abe Vigoda.


You can't beat the heat in Silverlake.


Next were the Mae Shi. Community sing alongs!


And Greg, the peach cobbler gobbler.


Last but not least, the weirdest rippers of all, No Age.


Pay no mind to the dancing gypsies on stilts on the roof.

Thanks Fur Gallery!

And thanks to Mallory for the photos.