The Echo Park Craft Fair and Exotic Sausages

“Finally! A new post!” That’s what you’re thinking, right? My apologies for the delay, it’s been crazy these past couple of weeks with the whole move from the West Coast back to the East Coast. I have several posts in the works about the move, but for now here are some pictures from last month that have been waiting in my queue for awhile now.

Our group of friends went to the Echo Park Craft Fair last month. We were surprised to discover that the craft fair is not actually in Echo Park, but right next to my favorite LA pie shop downtown.

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Beautiful leather purses and cool earrings caught my eye….until I asked about the prices! I’m used to cheap craft fairs where you could walk out with an arm full of items for a couple of bucks. But be forewarned, “LA Craft Fair” is synonymous with some serious change! None of us ended up buying anything, but it was fun to look around.

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Flavored ice stand and cute picnic tables.

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The side of a building across the street.


My friend Gabby had just moved to LA the weekend of the craft fair. So Mai Tai, Grumpy Cat, Madd Dogg, and myself welcomed her with this sightseeing outing.


Poketo, an eclectic and fun store. It would be a great spot to visit when looking for gifts for friends.


We stumbled across a cool, empty art gallery a couple of streets over. The art exhibit was inspired by and dedicated to all things mustaches. This gallery was a hidden gem where we cooled off from the heat, and goofed off a little.

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After the art gallery, we were feeling hungry. A restaurant across the street, Wurstkuche, always had a line out the door and around the corner, so we decided it must be a place worth checking out while we were in the neighborhood.


A self proclaimed “exotic sausage grill” with lots of flavors to choose from.


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I decided to live daringly, because I didn’t know if I would get another chance to go back to Wurstkuche, so I ordered the Rattlesnake and Rabbit sausage. I was actually nervous waiting for my food! Was I going to regret my selection!? Nope, it was delicious, and I couldn’t even tell that I was eating an “exotic” sausage. I would highly recommend this restaurant if you’re ever in the Arts District. And live a little daringly, you’ll be glad you took the risk.


Cinco de Mayo

Happy belated Cinco de Mayo everyone! I spent the day with my LA bestie, Mad. We went out for Mexican food at Villa Sombrero which boasted the best margaritas in town. The food and drinks were good, but I would probably check out another location next time.

Actually last week, I went on a stairway hike in Echo Park with Mad and her aunt and uncle. We ate at Senor Fish beforehand, and that was some very good Mexican food. I would highly recommend it.

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The beautiful view from our booth at Villa Sombrero where we had tacos, guacamole, and margaritas.

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Cheers to great friends and yummy food.

After lunch we headed over to The York to hang out and see a different area. The York is a cool space– high ceilings, local art on the walls, and glass front windows.

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Mad swears that she has “seen those lightbulbs somewhere before,” which I got a kick out of.

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Now, the next part of the story you can choose to believe or choose not the believe, but here it is: At Villa Sombrero, Mad. spotted a group of bicyclists leaving the restaurant before us. When we were sitting at The York, Mad. points out the window and says that the bicycle gang just showed up outside! The bicycle gang comes in, recognizes us, and we point out that they are following us. The bicycle gang turns out to be a group of cousins and friends our age who are on their “first annual” Cinco de Mayo bicycle tour. We are initiated as unofficial (without bicycle) members of the group, and we pick the next spot and lead the way.

Long story short, this group becomes our new Cinco de Mayo BFFs, and we are invited back to dinner at their house. It turns out to be their Mother’s/Aunt’s birthday party, and their entire extended family is present for the celebration. We end up having Mexican food for lunch and dinner, and meeting 4 generations of this family. Thank goodness Madeline spoke Spanish, because she kept the grandparents well entertained. After eating till we were going to explode, we headed back to Mad.’s house.

It was one of those days, where you don’t plan anything, but you end up somewhere totally unexpected. We headed out with plans to get a taco for lunch, and we end up having dinner and celebrating a birthday with a bicycle gang and their extended Mexican family.

Till next year, bicycle gang, till next year. Happy Cinco de Mayo everyone!