Beetle House LA

BEETLE HOUSE LA

We are in month four of quarantine, and one of the things I miss most is going out for drinks with friends. As of yesterday, California’s bars and restaurants have shut down again. I recently moved from the desolate lands of Calabasas to lively, yet humble, Studio City and was excited to try all of the nearby restaurants and bars — until COVID-19 came along.

One of the places I was most looking forward to visiting is Beetle House LA! Beetle House is a Tim Burton themed restaurant with locations in both NYC and LA. If that wasn’t enough to convince you to go, it is both Black AND Female owned!

One of my favorite movies of all time is Beetlejuice, so I was already excited just after hearing the name. I was even more thrilled when I saw that everything on the menu is within the theme as well! For instance, you can start off with some Frankenfries as your appetizer. Then for your entree you can choose from several options such as the Big Fish, Sweeney Beef, or Edward Burgerhands. Wash that all down with The Beetle’s Juice or The Big Fish Bowl (for 2!), and if you still have room for dessert, order the Chocolate River Cake. Their NYC menu reads that all of their produce is “sourced locally from 100 percent innocent humans captured wild on the streets of NYC.” All jokes aside – all of their meats are chemical free, and they have vegan and vegetarian options as well!

Even if you aren’t a big Tim Burton fan like myself, this is a fun and exciting place to go, especially in these heavy times. I’m hoping the lockdown ends soon so I can finally visit Beetle House LA. If you happen to be in the New York area once the quarantine lifts, check out Beetle House NYC! Until then, stay safe, wash your hands, and wear a mask!

Different is Better Than Dull

DIFFERENT IS BETTER THAN DULL

All of my life, I’ve never really been able to fit in. Not that I didn’t have friends, I just was never part of a “group”. For starters, I was always one of very few black students from first to twelfth grade. Even then, some of the black students didn’t exactly like the fact that I did not grow up in the same neighborhood as them. On the other hand, the white students (and their nosey parents) couldn’t exactly grasp the fact that I lived in a nice neighborhood, and in some cases even better than that of their own. No one was ever mean to my face, but they did make sure to remind me that I was in fact “different”.

Besides the color of my skin, I also have had different interests than the rest of the girls. I loved playing with Barbies and Bratz dolls, but I also enjoyed riding 4-wheelers and going fishing. All of the girls I knew loved shopping, make-up, and dresses, to this day I still hate all three. The mall is my personal hell, I probably wear make up twice a year, and the pants to dress ratio in my closet is 1,000 to one. I’ve always loved Star Wars, and playing with action figures, and going to see the latest Marvel flicks with my dad and brother. I’m not a girly girl, yet I’m not a “tomboy”. I’ve always had a lot of guy friends, but I’m not necessarily “one of the boys”.

Even my music taste has always been unique. Thanks to my parents, I grew up listening to Prince, The Doobie Brothers, and Miles Davis. But as a product of the 90’s I have a special place in my heart for The Spice Girls, *NSYNC, and Britney Spears. The older I got the more expansive my collection of music was. I began listening to artists of all genres, such as Kanye West, Tyler the Creator, Black Sabbath, Death Grips, Daft Punk, Bjork, The Gorillaz and so many others. Though I listen to a vast majority of music, you probably won’t catch me dead at a Taylor Swift or Ariana Grande concert. Both which are popular among girls my age. That being said, it’s often hard to find someone who listens to, or even enjoys all of the aforementioned artists and genres. My parents are relieved that they no longer have to sit through *NSYNC concerts, but they also are weary that their daughter listens to a group by the name of Death Grips (understandably so).

I always thought badly of myself, because everyone made it seem as though having other interests than the norm was wrong. The older I got I realized just how special it was to be “different”. So many people force themselves to fit into a box just to fit in with everyone else because it’s easier than defending your personal choices. But truthfully, it takes more courage to be unique. It took a while to get here, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’m happy to be different, because different is better than being dull.