Spending all day eating and not particularly loving anything makes for a grumpy Monster. So it was with high hopes that we walked into the last of the Zagat restaurants in Ventura, Westside Cellar. Number fourteen on the final countdown.
They agreed to open up and serve us early so things were looking up. We sat by the window and watched the glitterati of Ventura walk by. This included many people in non-ironic hoodies, lots of overweight couples smoking and at least two different people on rollerskates. One of them fell. The Monster laughed.