Skybar at the Mondrian Hotel – July 2007 and the Summer of Sarah

the mondrian hotel, west hollywood, ca
“Sarah?” you might ask. “Sarah,” you will have to repeat because I am still sightly hungover from what will likely go down in history as the least sober month of The Delicous Life by volume.

“Sarah, what is that in the picture?”

Obviously, it’s a pool, but you may be wondering where on earth that pool is, and how I managed a photograph of it from 12 stories above.

“Sarah,” you might guess. “Sarah, with all those chaise lounges and what looks like cabana boy service, is that – is that a hotel pool? Is that the pool…of a hotel?”

Chaise lounges. Cabana boys. Obviously, it’s a hotel pool.

“Sarah,” you might poke one last time, a look of wonder on your face slowly being overtaken by a hot mix of disgust and admiration, “Sarah, is that the pool at the…at the…at the Mondrian Hotel up on Sunset Boulevard, “Sunset” for those who use the vernacular, in West Hollywood, which also happens to be the location of the Skybar, and are you taking a picture of it from a top floor suite in the hotel?!?!”

Yes. Yes. Yes.

Yes, Summer, so far, has been like that. “That.” Let’s just say that I couldn’t leave well enough alone when my Birthday Month, which supposedly “reset my priorites,” ended. I pulled up Fergie’s Glamorous, braided July into innocent little pigtails, then snatched those braids with both hands and yanked on them into a hot, jersey minidress mess all over Los Angeles, specifically Santa Monica and West Hollywood. Summer 2007 is the Summer of Sarah and though you wouldn’t realize by the actual posts that published in late June and July, somewhere during the month of July, SoS reached its climax, and never lapsed to its original sanity.

Cruising at gastronomical speeds at 69,000 feet is exhilarating no doubt, but I know it will catch up with me. In fact, my body is, yes indeed, already paying for it. Had I balanced SoS with an equal and opposite drop in work productivity, perhaps I wouldn’t be suffering such a deficit. Unfortunately, natural perfection, overachievement, and bow-hunting skills aren’t easy to suppress, so I continued to operate at superhuman levels of strategic genius resulting not in simply maintaining, but in outperforming previous months. And of course, I did it…with total modesty.

It has forced me to hereby declare Wellness Month for the next 31 days. No more trashy Chinese food that has no sobering value. No more late nights that whisper into screaming mornings. Most of all, no more drinking…four cups of coffee chased with emergen-C. Energy boosters are toxic to one’s sleeping sanity. Eat well. Sleep better. Best of all, drink lots of water.

Even still, I have yet to blog about the raucous adventures that I chose to own the summer thus far, so Wellness Month now is about a good a time as any to look back; better a month late than never. Besides, I don’t want to blog about current events. Politics is about as exciting as back-to-back-to-back posts about egg white omelets, eight-and-a-half hours of sleep, and green tea.

July 2007 in Review
Sunday July 1, 2007 – Republic – Where a Wedge Can Go Wrong
“The light drizzle of balsamic vinegar was a nice touch, but I couldn’t help but feel betrayed.”

Monday July 2, 2007 – How Delicious Are You? A Taste Test
“What food has made you cry?”

Tuesday July 3, 2007 – The Way I Are – Sarah’s Answers to “How Delicious Are You?”
“Seriously, I think I might have gone into $125-therapy-requiring shameshock if the comments section had been left empty.”

Wednesday July 4, 2007 – Canter’s Deli – Cross-Cultural Holiday Confusion
“More like a frittata than an omelet, it looked like the Green Giant had spewed his frozen spinach into a bucket of egg whites and threw in yesterday’s wrinkled mushrooms for fiber.”

Thursday July 5, 2007 – Abode – It’s Not You, It’s Me. Wait, it IS You
“That is such a load of organically composted crap.”

Friday July 6, 2007 – Toast Bakery & Cafe – Eggs Florentine is My Favorite Breakfast (For Now)
“It was an olfactory punishment that I deserved for being such a lazy little food blogger. “

Saturday July 7. 2007 – McCormick & Schmick’s, Beverly Hills – Animal Kingdom, a Club Sandwich, and Life Goals
“I recognize salmon as a superfood, but for some reason, I can’t shake this idea in my head that salmon, not tuna, is the chicken of the sea.”

Sunday July 8, 2007 – Luna Park – Dear Delicious, First Date
“Meet at a restaurant that is “in the middle.” That way, when she blows you off at the end of the date because you didn’t pick her up, you fool, you won’t have too far to drive home.”

Thursday July 12, 2007 – Lou Malnati’s, Chicago – Domino’s Got Nothing on This Delivery
“The amount of hot cock I injected into my slice was shameful, but delicious. “

Friday July 13, 2007 – Chado Tea Room and Jasmine Marteani – How to Justify Drinking a Cocktail Every Day
“What is a recovering soberholic to do about getting all those important vitamins, minerals, and antioxidants without having to resort to popping a rainbow assortment of pills?”

Wednesday July 18, 2007 – Simple is the New Sexy – The Minimalist’s 101 Meals in 10 Minutes or Less
“As melodramatic as I may be with multiple meltdowns a day and weekly mid-life crises that result in weepy, sleepy mental bakedowns…I’m just a simple girl at heart.”

Saturday July 21, 2007 – The Orchid Thai Fusion Cuisine – “Not My Type” is Just an Excuse
“Call me the Champion when I’m all up on your battleship with a candlestick, Colonel Mustard.”

Sunday July 29, 2007 – Baba Ghanouj, Hummus, and Tzatziki – Ripping the “Whole” out of Wholesome
“Because nothing says fusion more loudly than Thanksgiving in a bento box.”

** Just a quick note on the Skybar and the Mondrian Hotel before I lose what little dignity I have left. I went to Skybar back when it used to be “hip,” i.e. I realize going to Skybar now is about as unlame as calling yourself a fashionista and shopping on Robertson Blvd. It’s over. People have moved on to prey on other areas, and even by making such sly utterances, I am making myself out to be extremely three months behind. I can’t help it. I am a food blogger, not a lifestyle blogger. It just happened that Skybar was the most convenient “next” destination after some such place right across the street that will very shortly be making an appearance here on The Delicious Life. It tastes like and rhymes with “Benihana,” minus the tall white hats and flying shrimp tails.

As far as Skybar is concerned though, no matter how passe it is, as a venue, I like it. Yes, it requires pretense and the 3Bs (blonde, bronzed, breasts) to limbo under the double clipboarded velvet rope. Yes, it is crowded and crawling with Guidos. Yes, it is an absolute see-and-be scene. And yet, sitting poolside on white leather “beds,” chatting with total strangers, sipping an unnecessarily expensive Citron/Soda, overlooking indistinguishable city lights and of course, giggling at yourself the morning after as you sneak out onto the balcony to take a picture of the pool below – it is quintessential LA in the summer.

Quintessential Summer of Sarah.

Skybar/Mondrian Hotel
8440 Sunset Blvd
West Hollywood, CA 90069

** a year ago today, sugar high friday rocked vanilla ice, ice baby **
** two years ago today, california boll was pseu-shi **

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