ALRIGHT BUDDY YOU JUST CROSSED THE LINE AND…
oh hey, wait a minute, where are the Dodgers? Oh, that’s right, they’re golfing, fishing, camping, etc… but they ain’t playin no baseball, are they? 
GO GIANTS!!!
Yeah, I think you’d vote MO from the sound of it.
The East Coast has, for the moment, better calzones. Otherwise this is right.
California is the end of the West and the culmination of human achievement. People from all over the world come to visit California, Californians travel outside to bring a little sunshine to the otherwise dreary world over the mountains.
But there is still the matter of calzones. I imagine that once we perfect them, the Big One will happen and we will become an island. Then, finally, people will have a reason to go to Bakersfield.
Buy Bakersfield propert now while it’s cheap! According to ñañi it’s a good investment.
And, ñañi where are there good calzones in the Bakersfield area? I’ll be passing through in a few weeks.
Pit bulls. A whole team of pit bulls. It’s a hell of a year, and the g’damn Dodgers are home for the year. Bwah ha ha haaaaa…
Oh yeah, When it’s beach front property? It’ll be like the next OC.
Good calzones are out East, haha. My advice to you would be to just keep passing through, but actually Bakersfield should have pretty good Mexican food, if nothing else. People I knew who lived there couldn’t tell me much more than that. A Japanese airline trains their pilots out there. When I asked one of those guys what was good to eat there he just said “oh man” and changed the subject.
Okay, I’m with you. In West Hartford in my youth there was a Greek pizza place that had killer calzones. And grinders too.
Bakersfield: Gateway to Fresno!
Gateway to… DEATH VALLEY.
3rd/4th generation Californian on all sides. Born in…Bakersfield. Is that Basque restaurant still there, with the long tables? That’s pretty legendary. That and Dewar’s ice cream.
Similar progression with different timing. When I did move to California it was from Illinois.
My family went to El Español in Sacramento for years, following it from location to location. Despite the name, it was a family-style Italian place. I was in my thirties before I knew its origins and first 20-30 years of existence was as a Basque restaurant.
(Funny for Sackamennans only - the whoopsie bump on 160 just before you leave town is known in our family as “the Español bump” because my dad would do his best to get a little air on it after we gorged at the restaurant. It was a good day when the traffic was clear enough for me to get up a little speed going over it, right up until we left a couple fo years ago. I never have figured out why the city left such a potentially hazardous mogul on a main drag for decades…)
3rd/4th generation native Californian. Moved away and don’t plan on moving back.
I don’t live in California now, but I lived there for over 20 years, having arrived from England.