I rode over the hill into Hollywood for lunch yesterday, to a little hole in the wall hamburger joint on Santa Monica called Irv’s. Irv’s has been around just about forever (check out this LA Weekly feature on it for details) and the food is pretty good too. But the reason I’m posting about it is this:
Sonia (the owner) apparently does these little plate illustrations for everyone, but I’d never noticed it before. It made me smile because she captured me so perfectly and with such economy: big head, sunglasses, bald. It’s not quite a police sketch artist kind of thing, but it’s definitely me.
I have no idea why it touched me enough to make me save the plate, fold it up and put it in my pocket, bring it home, scan it, and then write about it here. It just did.