LA Weekly’s Brunch at the Races Event is Going Down 10/18!

Enter to WIN 2 Tickets!!

Over the years, I’ve come to an understanding that I have an addictive personality, as I tend to become highly obsessed with things such as:

1. Eating

2. Carmex

3. Betting

I’m the type of person that will literally bet you on anything and everything I possibly can, and I’ll also go out on a limb to state that I’m annoyingly competitive. In Laymen’s terms: I will yell and scream until I win. Because I always win whatever I bet against.

With that said, you can probably guess my excitement when LA Weekly announced their event, Brunch at the Races, taking place at Santa Anita Park October 18th from 11am-2pm. There’s nothing more quintessential LA than brunch, so when you pair handfuls of LA’s top brunch spots WITH gambling, the result is me needing to sit down at the thought of the amazingness that will be going down during this event.

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Some of the awesome restaurants taking place, include:10e, Abigaile, Auntie Em’s Kitchen, Beachwood Café, Bierbeisl Imbiss, The Blue Owl, Cassell’s Hamburgers, Chago Ahogadas, Cindy’s Eaglerock Restaurant, Du-par’s, Flores + Sons, Fred 62, Goldie’s, Go Get Em Tiger, Chef Johnny Lee, Jones Coffee Roasters, Little Dom’s, McConnell’s Fine Ice Creams, Myke’s Café, Nickel Diner, Olive & Thyme, Poppy + Rose, Poppy Cake Baking Co., Semi Sweet Bakery, Sonny’s Hideaway, Status Kuo, Sticky Rice, Superba Food + Bread and Sweet Butter Kitchen.

Sip on drinks from favorites such as Knob Creek, Stella and bloody mary’s, mint juleps and mimosas from Soleil. After you’ve been liquored-up, stop by the Etsy vendor village to do a lil’ shopping, and of course, take in a few races, as admission gives you a full-day access to the track.

The awesome people over at LA Weekly have given me two tickets to giveaway to one lucky reader! ENTER HERE!!!

Tickets can be purchased HERE, with general admission prices starting at $45 ($55 at the door), VIP $65 ($75 at the door. Purchase this ticket for an extra hour at the event, along with a VIP gift bag).

The amazing peeps over at LA Weekly has graciously invited me to Brunch at the Races as media. All opinions, like always, are my own.

Brunch at the Races
Sunday October 18th, 2015
11am – 2pm
Santa Anita Park
285 W Huntington Dr, Arcadia, CA 91007

#BrunchattheRaces

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About The Roaming Bean (109 Articles)
You're probably wondering what the heck is a "Roaming Bean"... Given that I am clearly not a Bean, and my name is Jen, what gives with this Bean thing, right? A friend of mine called me JenBean as a child, and it kinda stuck. Actually, it really stuck... even my license plate says Jenbean. And seeing as I have this grand lust to wander the world, The Roaming Bean seemed suitable. I've changed my career path more times than I have my underwear (minus all the times I've gone commando).... from animating, to forensic pathology, to international business, to fashion marketing and even to my wonderful and favorite of the bunch, degree in culinary arts, nothing kept my attention. Nothing was fun enough to do every day for the rest of my life. I mean, even though I cooked for celebrities in the heart of Hollywood, CA, why the hell would I want to sweat my ass off in a ridiculously HOT kitchen for most of the day and go home smelling like beef and onions? And the chef hat?? Do you know what that did to my hair?? Enter traveling.... The rainy day I descended down the tower of Notre Dame in Paris, gripping on to the railing for dear life so not to slip and tumble to an early death from the torrential down pour that was causing a small flood in the stairwell, my life changed. When I safely made it to the ground, legs shaky from an apparent lack of fitness it requires to walk up and down 387 steep stairs, I realized my hands were stained a delightful copper color from the rusted hand rail I had so dearly clung to. Desperate to get the icky stuff off my supple hands, and no running water in sight, I did what any other hopeless idiot would have done: I washed my hands in the nearest Parisian gutter. It was that moment that changed my life... I threw away my hair dryer, my rolling luggage and my dignity. I let my hair go natural, I bought a back pack and I CAMPED through Europe for a month and a half. Yes my friends, I crossed over into a savage traveling beast. Ok, a lot of people travel that way. But I didn't. And I'm so incredibly thankful for that rainy day in Paris that made me realize the world is a pretty sweet place. That realization led me on a quest; a quest to get out there, see things, soak up some local culture and eat my way around the world (with minimal food-related illnesses, such as but not limited to raging diarrhea).

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