Sublime

Harry Chandler, owner and publisher of the Los Angeles Times, the mighty daily whose incessant drumbeat for the region influenced the city it covered in a way few newspapers have before or since. Chandler’s use of his paper to promote projects around the city—many in which his family and friends had a financial interest—had already turned Los Angel

Guerrero turned them into a living; a daughter, Ana Natalia, branched out with her mother’s approval and opened a chain of Anitas restaurants across Los Angeles, taking with her the family’s taquitos recipes and opening Las Anitas on Olvera Street, not far from Cielito Lindo. Competitors copied those taquitos, along with Mexican restaurants across

But like many model immigrants, he can be angry.

Cielito Lindo, a tiny stand in downtown Los Angeles named after a classic ranchera song meaning “Beautiful Little Heaven.” From here come taquitos filled with shredded beef, grabbed fresh from that roiling pan, then anointed in a creamy salsa, more pureed avocado than chile. The cooks hand them to waiting customers in a container better suited for

He has a kind, round face and the relaxed, easygoing manner of someone who’s spent most of his life in California.

Commodified Hawaiian culture—the “luau,” the “hula girl,” and “aloha”—became part of the American vernacular and everyday life.

So as long as it lasts, I want to write nearby Rodrigo Toscano, who pulls his Spanglish phonetic syllables apart like taffy (“tha’ vahnahnah go-een to keel joo”) or LaTasha N. Nevada Diggs, who recombines black slang, Japanese, Spanish, Chamorro, and Tagalog into a remastered Afro-Futurist song (“…bubblegum kink / a Sheik’s interloper. / A radical

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