We hopped on the train to South Pasadena after visiting the Southwest Museum. See previous Part One post here.
From the Foothill Gold Line website: “Astride-Aside”: A larger-than-life walking man stands as an icon atop formidable granite cubes at the entrance to this station. Made of annealed bronze strips that have been welded over a supporting armature to create a woven latticed form, the figure represents a unique community that is determined to move forward in its own distinct way.
G had researched a place to eat, Fair Oaks Pharmacy and Soda Fountain, in business since 1915 and located on historic Route 66 no less! It was restored in the early 1990s to its original turn-of-the-century splendor.
Not one to break with tradition I first had to visit the restroom. While waiting I noticed this wonderful ice cream sundae curtain.
The ceiling decorations caught my attention. Where else are you going to find Japanese lanterns and plastic vines but in a vintage pharmacy?
Everything you could possibly hope to find is in this place.
We had sit down service and I immediately spied the Tuna Melt on the menu. Excuse me, the California Melt! Why is it California? You get ten points if you guess before I type it…. running out of time… okay, it has AVOCADO! What could be better than a tuna melt than a tuna melt with avocado, I ask…. nothing!
Don’t really think this was a working popcorn machine, do you? But look at those classic Coke bottles on top. Growing up in England I never had the opportunity to become addicted to that stuff and I feel fortunate!
G had noticed this museum when we left the train station so we had to investigate. The building was first a grocery store and hotel, then later it was modified into a blacksmith and iron works shop. Today it serves as the South Pasadena Historical Museum.
This wonderful organ once graced the endangered Rialto Theatre and it is hoped that when the theatre is restored the organ can once again be placed there. Yes, that’s an ostrich you see poking his head into the picture. There was an ostrich farm in South Pasadena in the 1920s.
The docent at the museum was wonderful, answering our many questions.
Poster as a reminder of uglier times when Japanese Americans in World War II, including those who were born here, were rounded up and interned in camps, losing their homes and businesses.
And another wonderful day of exploring came to an end.
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