Incredible luck with the limo followed by more incredible luck. Ryan and I were discussing the show and I see a small sign while we were walking around L.A. Live and I point it out to him, THERE'S A TRADER VIC'S HERE.
Yes, of course I want to go there. Especially after that last time I chose a place with a Polynesian theme turned out to be pretty lame and was saved only by the good company I keep.
Here are a few photos from dinner.

I forgot what this is called. This one was pretty low key. It was pineapple juice, rum, lime...Kind of Cuba Libre-ish, I thought. There is a huge tropical drinks menu. Explore it. Get a Triple Zombie. Get a Scorpion; make everyone get their own bowl!

Long straws. UR DOIN IT RITE.
The guy offered Ryan a shorter straw. He refused it. This photo rules.
Given the choice, go LONG.

cranemelon and I got the same exact vegetarian meal that came with these "mu shu pancakes."

Duck was ordered. The servers do the work for you.

Mountains of duck. Feast!

The Post-post-party. Nightcaps at the hotel.









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