Last Friday I thought I was on the west side. I was at the sunny house of my friends Angie Lee and David Weiner. I had driven west from my house in Echo Park, it took about half an hour, and I had just had an exceptional, worldly experience. Surely I had driven as far as the west side? No, it was central city or somesuch. Living in the northeast part of Los Angeles all of these years seems to have made Chicken Corner a bit provincial.
Provincial being a key word here. Angie and David have a company called 1001 Plateaus, and they offer Chinese tea "events" (to use Angie's word), pouring tea they have procured from growers whom they know in sometimes remote provinces in China. (They are also artists/web designers, and Angie is a writer as well.)