Last evening was our neighborhood BBQ, held at next door Simon and Joanie’s home. Initially it was planned as a make-up gesture for copious noise that came from a contractor smashing, breaking and drilling their plain concrete patio last year in preparation for a complete redo of the design.
Now, they have a mix of garden beds and fancy pavers, and plenty of space for patio furniture and a large new BBQ. They explained that they plan on staying in this home, so wanted to fix the yard up for their own pleasure.
Simon barbecued chicken legs, sausages and boneless steaks, while the guests each brought salads, hors d’oeuvres, and lots of wine and beer. Barbara created her usual desserts, which were cold, creamy and fruity pies. I made guacamole, and a broccoli salad, and another neighbor made a cheese tray with veggies and crackers. So we were all well fed, and enjoyed several hours of chitchat, gossip, and good quality conversation.
Simon’s kids live in different parts of California, with one in Menlo Park, where he lives with his wife and their small white dog, named Orzo. The elder son lives in Los Angeles. During conversation with him I mentioned that my mom and dad married in Los Angeles, at a place called the Ebell club. The Christmas day wedding was organized by my dad’s aunt, who was a member of this fancy club. I mentioned that we had looked on line, but had never found it, so assumed that it was long gone.
Apparently, that is NOT the case! It is commonly referred to as the Ebella Club, was built in 1927, and is a very high fashion club, with extremely exclusive membership! I don’t know the name of Dad’s aunt that arranged it all, nor am I aware of any other details around the event.
I intend to see what I can learn online, but would eventually like to venture down to LA and check it out. Plane tickets between here and LA aren’t expensive, but I would really prefer to take the train. Amtrak ‘s route is supposedly quite scenic with coastal and inland tracks. Besides, you probably already know about my weakness for trains…..
Perhaps some time later this fall we could take an extended weekend trip, assuming that we have any vacation days left after the wedding in August. We’ll have to wait and see. After all, it doesn’t sound like the club is going anywhere, so there’s really no rush. At least, theres no rational reason for a rush, except my excitement at receiving this unexpected tidbit of information!
“The Ebell of Los Angeles has been a social and philanthropic jewel in Los Angeles’ crown since its founding in 1894. Built in 1927, the Ebell Clubhouse and Wilshire Ebell Theatre host the Women’s Club activities as well as Special Events, Weddings, theatrical productions, concerts, red carpet premiers and film productions.”