The Monster reserves a special place of hatred in his heart for the 3rd Street promenade. Having once worked at Wilshire and Second he was forced to walk its tourist infested streets far to many times for his liking. There is a special breed of restaurant on the 3rd Street Promenade. That’s poor food and shoddy service. Since you know someone from Kalamazoo isn’t coming back what does it really matter?
And then Hummus Bar Express had to go and open smack dab in the middle of hell and The Monster found himself parking in one of those horrible structures on level 76942 and walking past people making balloon animals and a singer doing bad Dylan covers and some homeless people having very animated conversations with themselves. And it was all worth it.