We started out there by looking at the stars on The Walk of Fame. While a sidewalk marker of Julia Roberts may be eye catching, the real show revolves around the people at eye level. There were wanna' be's, might be's, and those that just want to be seen. You can go a block west, to the Hollywood Wax Museum and see very large candles that look frighteningly like Kobe Bryant, Snoop Dog or a host of other stars.
From there, it was off to the Hollywood Hills to the star's homes. Through Google, we found a semi-reliable list of stars. If you want to drive by Ozzie Osborne's front gate, you can. Ditto for Madonna. But really, it looked a lot more like a big, giant hedge row to me.
Whether most of these people still live in the homes is anyone's guess. However, if you want to find yourself lost in some beautiful areas of Los Angeles, it's the way to go.
After working up a serious hunger, we drove east to the Fairfax District, and home to Canter's Deli. Canter's is a very historic part of L.A. It's famous for it's patrons, food and, well, being Canter's. Always wanting to try ethnic foods, I opted for the pickled tongue sandwich on rye. If you're not Jewish, this might sound bad. I'm not, and it wasn't. In fact, it was very good. My wife had pastrami, and my daughter had a lox sandwich.
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