I just wanna love you Z Pizza.

I just think we need to take a moment to give props where props are due. And Z Pizza deserves our props.

Reasons why we should all love Z Pizza:

* Pizza toppings, sauces and accouterments on the menu include truffle oil, thai peanut sauce, veggie burger, and yams (yes, yams!).

* Options for dietary freaks like me include vegan cheese and a gluten free crust.

* You can order your food ahead online. Like, hours ahead. Days ahead even! Like, I could order a pizza now for tomorrow morning if I wanted to eat pizza for breakfast tomorrow morning. Which I don't. But, ya know, I might some day.

* There's a location on Larchmont, which is just my favoritest street in all of Los Angeles.

Z Pizza
123 North Larchmont
Los Angeles CA, 90004

Sunday bliss, LA style.

According to weather.com, it's currently 79 degrees in Los Angeles. Let's just accept that as a truth and a basis for everything else about today.

Now that we understand that it's warm (read gorgeous) out, let's walk together through the perfect day that was [and is and will be for a while] today.

9:30 a. Wake up late. If feel a bit sad that a wake up time prior to 10 am now constitutes a 'late' rise, but ce la vie--we're not in college anymore I guess. The internal clocks just don't work like they used to.

10:00 a. Read the NY Times' Weddings & Celebrations section. This is Sunday ritual. I'd like to confirm in case you don't know that this is perfectly normal and healthy behavior for a girl in her late 20s and not a cry for single help. I just like the romance. Today, I read and feel a little bit bad for Patience, one of the featured brides, who keeps referring to her now husband Sam as 'popular.' I hope that her weird high school status issues don't haunt her marriage and wish them luck.

10:45 a. Decide that a nap is not a good idea just an hour after I woke up and opt to go to yoga instead. I also decide walking might be fun given the awesome, amazing, inspired (are you getting this New Yorkers??) weather we are having in LA this weekend.

11:00 a. With just half an hour before class time and a 2 mile walk from Koreatown to Larchmont ahead, I book it. As it's sunny and hot out already, I break a sweat in just a tank top.

11:30 a. Class with Amy LaFond, one of YogaWork's best and most popular teachers. Amy's classes are always tight and even tighter post-New Year when everyone's returned to their workout routine as part of some so-called resolution. I secretly hope that everyone's resolutions are forgotten by February. But our mats are close and I am glad I wore deodorant.

1 p. I stroll through the Larchmont Farmer's Market. Since I'm already here and all. I eat samples of scones and fruit and I do it with no intention to buy anything and I feel okay about it.

1:15 p. I've seen enough young couples and their babies and their dogs and their yoga mats on Larchmont for one day. I remember I walked 2 miles to class today. I realize that means I have to walk 2 miles home. What goes up must come down. What goes on feet somewhere must go on feet back. Unless she's a hooker and catches a ride. But I'm not. So I walk.

2 - 5 p. I wash dishes. I clean floors. I sit around in my studio in not much at all and don't run somewhere fast or run errands or call anyone. The light is still coming in through the shades and I read. I lie around and I'm happy about it cause I need this some Sundays.

That's Sunday in LA people. That's Sunday bliss right there. Booya!

[image via la.streetsblog.org]

We Like to Party: HBO's 'Bored to Death' (+ food. a lot of food.)

The great folks at Cornerstone/Fader invited me to stop by the screening party for HBO's new comedy Bored to Death tonight.

Why this party was fantastic...

a. It was held at one of my fave LA venues, Smog Shoppe (don't try to Google it unless you're looking for an LA smog check). Smog Shoppe makes better use of new urban garden trend, Woolly Pockets, than any hipster DYI fan ever could. In other words, its landscaping, as well as its fun, vintagey decor, rocks.

b. Cute boys served us pizza, courtesy of Larchmont's Village Pizzeria.

c. Let's Be Frank had a cart on site serving up, well, franks. BREAKING NEWS: Let's Be Frank does serve veggie dogs.

EVEN BIGGER BREAKING NEWS: They are the best fake meat product I've ever ingested. Cross my heart or hope to give up all soy products.

c. The bar understood us all to be the classless younguns we are and served up beer and wine in branded mugs. Just like I serve up my own Two Buck Chuck at home. First class all the way.

d. Polite in Public was on hand to capture us all looking like giant idiots.

e. The lovely DJ Valida kept us moving with tunes...thereby burning off every single calorie ingested throughout the evening. True story.

f. They showed an advance screening of the first episode of Bored to Death, starring odd but funny-man, Jason Schwartzman, the hysterical Zach Galifianakis (who, truth be told, did not shine in this episode), Curb's Ted Danson, and penned by the fantastically talented writer and performer, Jonathan Ames (who gives the main character his own name. suave. real suave). And that, of course, is why we all came. (Nothing to do with the free food or anything like that. No, seriously.)

The show was genius. Ok, perhaps not genius. But smart--very smart.

And I'll end with the best snippet of a line from the show, as delivered by Ted Danson's character ...Bored to Death is like 'Death by a thousand dull conversations.'

UPDATE: Wanna get in the spirit of the show before it airs next week? Take a listen to the catchy theme song, written by Schwartzman and Ames themselves and performed by Coconut Records. Give a listen here.