We like to barbecue in our garage

Among the many challenges we face in the City of Angels, apartment living is right up there with there with the treacherous 405 and the ever-present, menacing layer of smog. We’re talking rent that’s through the roof (I think we could have paid off half a mortgage by now), neighbors all up in your business (the noises we hear…*shudder*), and a battle every time you have to look for parking at the end of the day.

Thankfully, Hubs and I have found a lovely little quiet place in west Los Angeles with lots of trees, ample street parking with little signage, relative quiet, and our precious treasure: one covered garage parking spot. Did I mention that the previous tenants also left an adorable little propane grill in the garage to welcome us? I guess there’s some good in the world after all.

At the beginning of the summer, we made a pact to grill at least twice a week.
 It may have been the best decision ever.

So here we are, grilling all kinds of delicious things (chicken breasts, fresh carrots, and frozen asparagus from trader joes — so easy and tasty and ready to go!), pressed right up against the back of Hubs’ Outback in the garage so we don’t get run over by other neighbors in the alley (see photo below). <3 L.A.