Grilled Cheese Festival 2010

Spent a great afternoon today at the Grilled Cheese Festival in downtown LA.

First, why is it when I take the metro, have clear directions on where to go when I get out at the correct stop, take said directions, but I end up walking around for an hour getting lost? EVERY TIME. I consider myself to have good navigational skills. But, whenever I go underground, then come back up to the sunlight - it's like I was spun around 100 times, blindfolded on a tire swing after 10 beers and being on a cruise ship for three weeks.

Second, who came up with this festival and where can I send a thank you card to?

Third, fried macaroni and cheese balls - I think you were specifically created to haunt my dreams. Note - they look bite-sized, but they are not. Take caution and eat them accordingly (at least 3 bites - enjoy, don't burn or choke yourself on them).

Fourth, I'm still mad that the beer garden had closed already.

Fifth, was not able to partake in the Grilled Cheese Truck naughtiness. Now following on twitter and soon a restraining order will be finding it's way to me. I will need a partner in crime to purchase a macaroni and grilled cheese sandwich with a shot of tomato soup on the side as it's hard to hand over cash from a distance of 100 yards away.

Sixth, pizza that was sold at grilled cheese festival - not worth $3 for your lame flat-bread folded over and lightly stuffed with cheap mozzarella and tomato paste. You fooled me by being next to the stand that was giving away delicious grilled cheese on cranberry toasted bread (for the naysayers - it was really good).

Seventh, the little, orange VW vans were the highlight of the event for one Emily Churchill. I'm imagining her staring longingly at the pictures she took right now. She probably wishes she had taken at least one more.

Eighth, not part of the festival but something that still stands out: Dear homeless dude that sat at the back of the metro, please do not pee on yourself before getting on the train. The entire section of our train shifted to the front when you arrived. I think I still smell you.

Ninth, can somebody please come up with a Peanut Butter and Jelly Sandwich truck? I think that's something LA needs (okay, by "LA" I mean "Rachel" needs).

Tenth, is it sad I'm already looking forward to the 9th annual Grilled Cheese Festival? Hmmmm, maybe but we all have to live for something.