I’m not even going to spend time on a catchy title or interesting prose – I will simply state the facts.

I have, for a long time, been a huge fan of sandwiches. One of my favorite kinds of food (behind Mexican and Ethiopian), in fact.

Phillipe’s, in L.A., serves the best damn sandwich I’ve ever had. Hands down. No bullshit. They’re in every magazine that has to do with L.A., and might just be the inventors of French Dip, so I won’t list the thousands of reviews, but any stop in Hollywoodland needs to come complete with this – especially if you’re coming in via train, it’s right near Union Station.

Get the beef. With cheese. And a lemonade.

I’ll go ahead and say ‘you’re very welcome’ in advance.

More about Cali in a few days – loads happening. I’m sticking around Shanghai for a little while longer – thru some of the strangest circumstances ever.