Chinatown Summer Nights


Longevity was the theme at the final installment of Chinatown Summer Nights, and the 71-year-old district has never had a livelier night. Crowds mobbed the Seven Star Cavern wishing well, lines snaked out of Mountain bar, and organizers even lit up the sign for the long-gone Grandview Gardens. The site of the defunct eatery was re-imagined as a mid-century living room where you could get a souvenir photo, myriad food trucks lined the alleys, crafty types hawked baubles, shopkeepers’ children joined in impromptu ping pong games on temporary tables, and hundreds shimmied together on the KCRW dance floor. My new best friend of the evening was Clyde Casey, the Forkmeister. Part poet busker, part folk artist, part Roswell alien buff, Mr. Casey showcased his bent fork art (Brazililan stainless is the most flexible) in preparation for a move back to Los Angeles and the establishment of a community arts center. If you’d like to offer him space or buy a fork bent into a wrist-harmonica, contact [email protected]