shrine to the prophet of americana

reallifegirl:

When I was in Echo Park it was a national-blog-recognized byword for “hipster” but as consequence of LA’s freeze-everything-in-place urbanism there were a lot of people who lived through the rough years (that I was in touch with via the dojo) who were really psyched one of the $5 takeaway places (I remember the 90s 2-for-1 “Pizza Pizza” years) opened up in an old Pioneer Chicken spot