We all have our favorite things that, implicitly or otherwise, reveal a little bit of ourselves. Thus it makes sense that Fraulein Maria would love whiskers on kittens and bright copper kettles, and that Oprah would have many, many favorite things. Which brings us to restaurants that you may consider a favorite place to eat, and what that choice may indicate about your personality. For fun (mostly), we made a few guesses. Turn the page.
Font-wise, you're done with Helvetica and have moved on to Neue Haas Grotesk.
You have a certain amount of style and, possibly, substance, or at least enough of both so that Abbot Kinney feels like home. Depending on your gender, your high school fragrance of choice was either Gap's Heaven or Tommy Hilfiger's Tommy. You have strong feelings about the season finale of Girls, and your favorite Muppet is Miss Piggy.
You have enough substance, but maybe not enough style, to feel at home on Abbot Kinney; no matter, as you usually have only enough time on your staycations to grab a bite before exploring the rest of Venice. You never wore fragrances in high school, and you still prefer not to. You have strong feelings about the series finale of Battlestar Galactica, and your favorite Muppet is Gonzo.
You love Wes Anderson films, have every Belle & Sebastian album and there's a good chance you own a straw hat, worn exactly once for a Mark Twain-themed wedding. When you Instagram photos of the restaurant's excellent biscuits or lemon ice-box pie, you'll use the Earlybird filter, and your photo caption will contain hashtags that, two years ago, would have been sentences (i.e., #itfeelslikemoonrisekingdominhere).
One of the best nights you had in the last five years was seeing Carole King and James Taylor from your box seats at the Hollywood Bowl; indeed, as you discovered when your kid took you to dinner at Bestia, you have reached a point in your life when the loudest musical act you can tolerate is Mumford & Sons. This is due to the fact that you are an adult and know how to hold a conversation with another adult.
Once, not too long ago, your favorite restaurant might have been The Hart and The Hunter. Now, though, you are in your post-hipster phase and have settled down with your long-term partner in Highland Park. Together, you have one or two young children, a stray-lovingly turned-pet cat and a Dyson.
You have never been inside a T.J. Maxx, don't trust taco trucks and loved The Blind Side.
You have a food blog.
Every weekend, you carry your Paris Review tote bag to the farmers market.
Something very, very good happened to you here: Your partner proposed and you cried and said yes and put on the ring and it fit perfectly and you cried again; your agent announced that your television pilot was picked up; your landlord called to say that yes! you can have a puppy in your apartment; and so on. Thus you remember how you felt and not much else, which is how you remember things in general. You are eagerly looking forward to Before Midnight, because you liked all the fuzzy feelings you had during Before Sunrise and Before Sunset.
Your local taco truck or taqueria
You are a college student, or you completely understand Roger Ebert's explanation of why Citizen Kane is not his favorite movie (“I admire it enormously, but saints preserve me, it is not the movie I would most like to see again right now”). Because tacos are what you want to eat right now (long, multi-course dinners, on the other hand, make you antsy), and you're generally a low-maintenance sort of person who gets more excited about eating chunks of fish suspended in chili-laced broth than a whole fish sautéed gently in butter, lemon and parsley. Appropriately, your favorite Pixar movie is Finding Nemo.
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