Not sure if I’m more appalled by the idea of smiling plastic poop that poops smiling candy poop, or amused by the shelf placement.
Seriously, it hasn’t snowed in the Los Angeles basin since 1962. We get snow in the mountains most years. And the San Fernando Valley apparently got a snowstorm in 1989. But the coast? Basically never.
A few blocks from the airport. I have no interest in the movie, but I do appreciate when advertisers make an effort to make use of a location instead of just being generic.
They really want to make sure you know which door to use.
The funny thing is: I still reached for this one (even if momentarily) right after taking the photo!
(Every time I go back to this restaurant I remember that I still haven’t posted this photo, and by the time I have a chance to post it, I’ve forgotten again. Well, I finally remembered!)
Edit: I should mention that the door has been broken for several months. (I took the photo at the beginning of August.) I’m surprised they haven’t fixed it.
Update (Oct. 17): The door still isn’t fixed, but someone’s added another hand-written note to it since I was last there!