It was even more delicious than it looks. My cocktail is on the bottom, the peach-hued circle of goodness with a floating spring of toasted rosemary (it's called the Rosemary's Baby, with
mescal instead of tequila).
On Saturday I hung with friends at
Little Dom's, an adorable Italian restaurant in Los Feliz with bistro tables that spill onto the sidewalk like a scene out of "Lady and the Tramp." It was an off-hour, maybe 4 pm, so we crammed into a leather booth near the vintage bar and sort of felt like the place was ours.
Two of these drinks in, and it pretty much was!
The laughs got louder, new inside jokes became sillier (right, Kristen and Nabihah?), and we even coined some cool catch-phrases.
But another week of hard work was long gone -- we had earned every fun moment, and yummy sip, that Saturday brought to the table!
