Thursday, November 12, 2009

the amazing Marstons dressing...

Recently my husband and I took a one night trip to Pasadena to check out U2 at the Rose Bowl. I could dedicate this entire post to our experience at the show and go on and on about how amazing U2 is to see live, but I won't. I will say however; if you have not seen them live, you are missing out. I am not a die hard fan, nor do I have one sliver of memorabilia. I just appreciate great musicians when they come along, and I feel that U2 is sadly one of our last "Super Groups". Enough said.

Luckily for us, we stayed in downtown Pasadena. Pasadena is one of the cleanest and coolest areas of Los Angeles and Southern Cali in general. It's proven that a big venue can do wonders for a city, Pasadena embodies this. You can eat off most the streets in Pasadena, there is literally no trash to be seen. The storefronts of the early 1900's were all refurbished and not demolished. The downtown area is bustling and full of character, not to mention some amazing restaurants... and no, I'm not talking about the Yard House.

upon leaving our hotel room in the morning- we stayed here. We asked the concierge a "local" spot for breakfast. He pointed us in the direction of Marstons. From the moment we walked up to Marston's, we knew we were in for a treat. The place was tiny and occupied what was once a craftsman home on the near outskirts of the hustle and bustle, directly accross from the courthouse. There was a sign in sheet and a small wait at 11:30 a.m. on a Monday- and none of the patrons were concert goers, clearly. We had the best meal ever. Elliot had a tuna melt that even I wanted a bite of (not big on canned tuna here) and my salad was direct from the gods. This is the reason why... the dressing. Do what you can to get to Marston's in the future, but if you're far away... do yourself a favor and order a bottle. The original owner of Marston's created this dressing, and when he sold Marston's- the only thing he kept was the rights to this dressing. Smart man. Enjoy...

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