As a child Los Angeles was my favorite place to visit. It only warranted 4 ‘are we there yet.’ It seemed like a million miles away from my Fresno home. It was the City of Angels, the city of Dreams—a place where my childhood fantasies were created and housed. Where Mickey and Minnie and all the beautiful people of the world lived. As an adult here now, I still love this city but for a different set of reasons. From the weather to the weed to the progressive mindset of most Angelenos. The good food and the melting pot that …