Off-Ramp host John Rabe and contributors share thoughts on arts, culture, and life in L.A.

Valentine's Day: Crowdsourced non-icky date options, or 'What, they're all out of Cold Duck!?'

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"Heart-shaped box of candy, silver belt, and Valentine greetings found in Eugene H. White's blood-stained car." c. 1947.

Here's the thing. This is bad:

What, they're all out of Cold Duck!? You don't want this in your mouth or even on your table.

But come Valentine's Day, it's the kind of thing you'll get at about 9-million restaurants in Southern California, along with a fixed-price menu, inflexible dining times, and high prices. Even my beloved Musso & Frank is doing it, and is booked solid.

So we put out the call to listeners to show a little #kpcclove and suggest some refuges from the Valentine's Industry.

Note: The following are all possibilities, based on listener suggestions; please call the restaurants themselves to confirm if they have room, and if they're doing the Valentine's shtick.

On KPCC's Facebook page, Kelly Kubik recommends The Park in Echo Park (as of presstime, there was room at 9:30pm). Sean Hise says Rice Thai Tapas on Glenarm in Pasadena is a good option; although I checked and they only have space at 5:30pm. Benjamin Alvarez posted: Taco Joe's restaurant in Highland CA. Nice sit down restaurant. Less than $30 per couple."

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From huge to humble: Architect Moshe Safdie at the Skirball

Habitat of the Future, A-Frame Habitat. View of project and surrounding landscape. Part of the Safdie exhibit at the Skirball Cultural Center.

Marc Haefele writes for Off-Ramp on literature, arts and and culture. Global Citizen: The Architecture of Moshe Safdie, is at the Skirball Center through March 2.

More than any other living architect I can think of, Moshe Safdie has tried to change the face of the inhabited world, and he’s done this on nearly every continent. For 44 years, he’s been thinking about new ways for people to inhabit places.

Safdie does this in the form of innovative housing that consists of aggregates of units, but he breaks away from the clichés of both suburbia and of the urban skyscraper tower housing block, be they Fifth Avenue millionaire co-ops or Chicago’s Cabrini projects.

He’s brought the same originality to all of his other buildings, public and private.

His latest ideas are on display until next month at the Skirball Cultural Center — which, as it happens, is another creation of Safdie, completed late last year. The exhibit is organized by the Crystal Bridges Museum of Art in Bentonville, Ark., a creation of the Walmart Walton family. Their museum is another Sadie project.

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The Black Dahlia at 67: Archival photos from an unsolved mystery

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Elizabeth Short's body, as it was found 67 years ago today, except that it's covered by a blanket, hiding the fact that it had been cut in two at the waist.

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Will Fowler (center) from the Los Angeles Examiner was one of the first reporters at the scene of the Black Dahlia murder.

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Elizabeth Short's murder is refered to as the "Black Dahlia" case. In this picture Daniel Voorhies sits backwards in a chair facing the camera. He was questioned in the murder investigation and reportedly said at one point, "I am sick. I can't stand it any longer. I killed Beth Short".

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After the murder the police & the newspaper received various letters and notes purporting to give information to help solve the case. Shown here is a letter with pasted letters on it reading "Yes or No?," supposedly as a followup to an earlier letter.

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Elizabeth Short's murder is referred to as the "Black Dahlia" case. This is a picture of a telegram found in Elizabeth Short's trunk.

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The man looking away from the camera is Leslie Dillon, 27, alias Jack Sands, a suspect in the 2-year-old "Black Dahlia" murder.

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Robert Manley (left), the Black Dahlia murder suspect, undergoes a second lie detector test as Det. F. A. Brown and Ray Pinckert monitor him. The first lie test was inconclusive.

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Elizabeth Short's murder is referred to as the "Black Dahlia" case. This photograph shows Robert "Red" Manley embracing his wife, Harriette. A suspect in the murder of Elizabeth Short, Mrs. Manley said her husband was at work all day Tuesday, the day before the body was found, and that night the Manley's had visited friends.

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Here another Black Dahlia suspect, George Edwin McNally, is being questioned by Det. Sgt. N.E. Finn. Under discussion are the knives lying on the table, which were all found in McNally's room.

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Elizabeth Short's murder is referred to as the "Black Dahlia" case. This photograph shows a postcard received by The Evening Herald and Express, supposedly from the killer.

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Elizabeth Short's murder is referred to as the "Black Dahlia" case. This photograph shows handwriting expert Henry Silver. After analyzing the patchwork letters received by The Evening Herald and Express supposedly from the killer, Silver says the writer is an egomaniac and possibly a musician.

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Elizabeth Short, whose murder is referred to as the "Black Dahlia" case, is shown here striking a pose at an unidentified beach.


Wednesday marks the 67th anniversary of the day in 1947 when police found the gruesomely mutilated body of Elizabeth Short, a young woman who would become known as "The Black Dahlia" and whose unsolved murder would fuel noir L.A. tales for decades to come.

To commemorate the day, KPCC contributor Patt Morrison writes in the Los Angeles Times:

What combination of circumstances makes us remember an otherwise forgettable event? Here’s the recipe, from 67 years ago Wednesday — the Black Dahlia murder. She was a young nobody, a pretty-ish drifter of a type that filled L.A. just after the Second World War. How she lived was unremarkable, hardly admirable; it was how she died, and what the newspapers said about her, that makes us remember the Black Dahlia. Elizabeth Short’s body was found, naked and cut in half, in a weedy winter bean field that, 10 years later, in the manner of Los Angeles, would be a tidy Crenshaw neighborhood.

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Where's Bruce? Giant martial arts hero disappears from Highland Park restaurant

John Rabe

Bruce Lee, Chinese martial arts hero, adorning now defunct Japanese restaurant.

Many months ago, I posted an Instagram and Facebook photo of Bruce Lee that got a lot of attention.

Eight feet high, Bruce was poised as you see him here, impossibly abbed and nun-chucking on top of a new Japanese restaurant at 4017 North Figueroa Street in LA's Highland Park neighborhood.

You see the problem already: Bruce Lee was of Chinese descent. Born in San Francisco in 1940, raised in Hong Kong, taught by the famous Yip Man. He's iconic, he's beautiful, but passers-by could probably sense that something wasn't quite right.

That restaurant is now gone - replaced by Pasta Fresca Italian Grill - and so is Bruce. Anna Urvina, who was behind the counter this morning, says she doesn't know where Bruce went, and she also smiled at the incongruity.

Pasta Fresca has the usual pasta and sandwich fare, but Anna promises a pizza oven is coming soon. Anna, just a hint: it wouldn't take much to raise the bar for pizza delivered to this part of town. Make a solid pizza and get it to us in 45 minutes and it won't matter if you have a statue of Karl Marx or Sam Yorty on the roof.

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What it's like to be on a Metro Train when an accident happens

Gold Line Accident

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The crash site at sunset after a Metro Gold Line train hit and dragged a pedestrian.

I was on the Gold Line train that killed a man Saturday; it was a strange and awful experience. 

I was riding the Gold Line to Pasadena with my wife and couple friends from out of town. They'd never been on the train in LA before.

A couple miles past the Highland Park station, where the train crosses Monterey and Pasadena Avenue, the train stopped suddenly. That's never a good sign. We heard the driver apply the emergency brake and braced for a hard stop. Instead, the train stopped smoothly. Nobody fell over. The bikes stayed upright. 

We didn't know what had happened — on the train, you can only see out the side windows. But then passengers started relating the reactions of people outside. One shouted that she'd seen a witness outside cross herself. Somebody else saw a woman crying in her car. Something terrible had happened.

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