9/11: echoes of a past life

I think it's pretty clear from the way I write about the ridge and the lake that I love where I live in Arkansas.  That said, I do sometimes miss my Los Angeles existence.  Today I got some happy reminders of that prior way of life:  I read a short story by Francesca Lia Block which was set in L.A. and mentioned some familiar sights/sites, and we had La Brea Bakery bread for dinner.