Before the Monkeys went to their little birthday shindig, we had a late dinner at Fred 62. I don't care that a lot of people claim not to like Fred 62. They are liars! They simply can't admit that a popular place is yummy. I love Fred 62.
Fred 62, it's a 24-hour diner in the heart of Los Feliz. "Fred" is none other than Fred Eric, the same man behind Tiara Cafe.
Fred 62 is where I first had fried mac 'n' cheese. I fell in love with Mr. Eric's signature whimsy instantly. The food is not only delicious, but so are the dishes' names. And where else can you find busboys with t-shirts emblazoned with the slogan "Lesbians Eat Out"?
Fred 62, we headed to the Maya-Torry Double Birthday Party at the Red Lion Tavern (2366 Glendale Boulevard, Los Angeles), a kitschy little bar in Silver Lake. If you ever have a burning desire to hang out in a German pub, this is the place for you!
We had a fun chat with a little blonde spitfire named Kelly. She regaled us with tales of her unsafe neighborhood and her morbid hobby of perusing local homicide blogs to stay on top of the killings near her apartment. We asked her what she does for a living, and she told us she's in a band called The Dollyrots.
We Googled when we got home, and we totally recognized their very catchy song "Because I'm Awesome." It's in a Kohl's commercial! (Kelly is the curly blonde in the television set at the beginning and in the crowd at the end.)
The actual music video for "Because I'm Awesome" is a spoof of American Idol. The Monkeys' hearts belong to The Donnas, of course, but talking to Kelly was pretty...awesome. (Come on. You knew that was coming.) Really cool girl!
Of course, I must include pics of the birthday girls, who indeed partied like rock stars. Well, I guess, in this case, they are rock stars.
Apple shots with Birthday Girl.
P.S. For those of you stumped by yesterday's post re Foxboro Hot Tubs, the [imaginary] prize goes to Keren, who correctly guessed FHT's alter ego, Green Day! Good ear, Keren!
torry is still too cute! what is it with little brothers not smiling for photos?ReplyDelete
Fun times! And that song IS really catchy. I know what I'll be singing the rest of the day!ReplyDelete
my trainer and his wife love going to fred62 for brunch. still haven't been yet (sad!), but he keeps telling me i must try the bearded mr. frenchy. the name alone makes me giggle.ReplyDelete
torry is such a cutie! happy birthday to the rockstars!
i LOVE fred62! i always get my juicy lucy + a thick strawberry shake. yum!!ReplyDelete
so, yeah. if mac & cheese balls are wrong, i don't wanna be right. ;) and cool square salad! i dig the presentation.ReplyDelete
torry is truly adorable! happy birfday to her and maya :)
You are a rock star in your own right. =) Looks like it was a blast!ReplyDelete
I like to read the homicide section of the paper to, but mostly to check and see if my enemies have been killed yet.ReplyDelete
On a completely unrelated note: I'm taking pictures of your gorgeous wedding cake with me to the baker tonight for inspiration.ReplyDelete
Everything about your wedding was super-duper. I originally found your wedding blog through The Knot and I have been an avid reader ever since.
must. try. fried. macaroni.ReplyDelete
and. hang. out. with. rockstars.
ohhh I went to fred 62 years ago and it was soooo yummy! I think I had some sort of french toast creation - it was amazing!ReplyDelete
I <3 Torry and Brother Monkey!!!ReplyDelete
You had me at FRIED.ReplyDelete
What, the prize was imaginary? I de-lurked for that? ;)ReplyDelete
Fried mac and cheese - mmmm. Who's on a diet anyway? Yay for partying with rock stars!
Torry is adorable! The food looks delish. Sounds like a fun time.ReplyDelete
I like Kelly, even though I don't know her and will probably never meet her. I like her because she reads morbid blogs like me. She makes me feel less....well, morbid.ReplyDelete
I temd to feel pop culture retarded whem I read your blog...homocide blogs?! That's a first!ReplyDelete
You are your bro look alike! Looks like a fun time!ReplyDelete
I want to eat those Mac Daddy Cheese Balls. Calorie be damned!ReplyDelete