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If you're hanging out in Southern California, and the sun is shining, and the birds are chirping and you'd like to be surrounded by beautiful healthy people then this place might be for you. Talk about picturesque, this place is pristine. Nestled right on the ocean, we enjoyed freshly made by liberal laid-back hotties (both men and women) serving the ultra-rich LA types. Tons botox laden housewives drinking wheat-grass infused teas, and eating avocado toast.
Pricy, yet fresh, the food was passable. If you're a health nut then you're gonna be psyched. Freshly made and flavorful, it was a touch veggie heavy for me. I had the quesadillas, and we split a bunch of other crap that I didn't touch. Even the ice cream was somehow healthy, with real fruit (you could see the seeds) blended with freshly organic cream massaged out of the cow while two hippie-nymphs whispered into its ear. Perhaps the crowing achievement was convincing my 5-year-old that cauliflower pizza was real pizza and then watching her unknowingly eat an entire plate of vegetables.
The place was prime for people watching, I mean, I already mentioned it was on a pier in Malibu. LA is funny as it's so sprawling you somehow forget that it's a huge ass city which comes with a robust cast of characters. It's easy to think that you're looking at some unsophisticated wanna-be, until you watch them pull away in a fully-loaded Audi and realize their net worth is 100 times yours. I don't blame anyone for dropping anchor in Malibu and eating at a place like this. If I had the money and time, it's exactly where I would go too.
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