My dog and I were on our daily tromp around the neighborhood the other day and I decided to stray from one of our regular routes. At the end of beautiful hill with very large homes (evidence of tennis courts and pools) we came unto a heavily wooded vacant lot. A grubbly yellow sawhorse with the word "CAUTION" spray painted across seemed like an invitation, rather than a warning. The pup and I circumvented the sign and walked along a worn, obvious path amongst bright green weeds and flowering indigieous plants. The path was shaded by big, fragrant eucalyptus trees draping high above us. Some trash marred the otherwise serene scene. And then we came upon a clearing.
If you've been looking for a place to eat fried chicken and have protected sex, I've discovered a popular spot.