My good friends came down to L.A. and stopped to see me. We were going to have dinner here.

I was excited to have them come, so I wanted to pick a nice place to eat. I am a restaurant reviewer, after all. I ought to know places.

Well, maybe.

I thought it would be fun to go to the Tam o’Shanter. The place looks like it could have been dropped straight out of Stratford-upon-Avon.

The Tam o’shanter is a fairy tale looking place. Walt Disney used to hang out there.

But when I called, they didn’t have room for us.

So I decided we should go to the Dresden. I hadn’t been there before, but I had wanted to go inside and try it out.

It was beautiful. “It looks like it’s from a movie!” they said.

Cream-colored booths arching in an art-deco swoop filled the room. There were wooden beams reaching from the floor to the very high cieling, and lights that spiralled up through the middle of them.

To our surprise, the Dresden served Italian food. It was pretty and we had a very good time.