Jesse and friends were in town this weekend to enjoy the weather. (Especially beautiful, even by LA standards.) We went to Spago for dinner on Sunday (after completely ignoring the Super Bowl). We called at about 6pm and had a table at 7:30. (Maybe I have top secret Hollywood connections.) Dinner was delicious, as you might have expected. Desert blew our minds. (And as a plus, we met the pastry chef and she gave us delicious cookies!)
Moral of this journal entry: Go to Spago. Even if it's only for desert.
