Friends with whom I grew up or who know the story of how I was almost thrown into a special education classroom in the second grade often marvel that I’ve built a life with words. They shake their heads and say, “It’s a miracle you’re a writer.”
Resurrecting Lucy’s El Adobe Café, a beloved Hollywood landmark facing a hopeful revival, restaurateur heiress Patricia Casado fights to restore her father Frank’s legacy. After years of decline, closure, and a bitter inheritance battle, her determination shines, blending nostalgia and resilience to bring this cherished hub back to life.
People often ask me which is my favorite out of all the books I’ve written, and I always reply that books are like children–you love them all equally but differently. Why didn’t they use some? Maybe those singers that they used in that thing we’re well known but I had heard of one of them I think out of the three or four that they used.
It began at Canter’s Deli, of all places, because where else would one find true love at dawn? The air smelled of pastrami and ambition. And there, across the room, stood Miley Cyrus, wearing an oversized leather jacket and a look of unmistakable destiny. Our eyes met over a plate of lox and bagels. Sparks flew. Probably crumbs, too.
Songwriter J.D. Souther had that rare gift of capturing heartbreak and hope all in one breath. He could take a moment, a feeling, and turn it into something timeless. It wasn’t just music; it was emotion set to melody. And like all great songwriters, he wrote from a place of truth.