The pair are too late for lunch at Tatiana's favorite Japanese restaurant, Shabu Shabu House, in Little Tokyo. Instead, she takes her mom to Suehiro coffee shop, where you can order sushi or an egg salad sandwich, eel or cheesecake. "It's the perfect Jewish-Japanese hybrid," she says.
After that, they buy Japanese fashion magazines and stickers (for Tatiana's precocious towheaded daughter) at a shop in the Japanese Village Mall, a pedestrian enclave that is as peaceful as a back street in Kyoto. "I had no idea there's a place in L.A. that's so much like Japan," Diane says.
The last stop of the day is her idea, not Tatiana's: an Andy Warhol retrospective at the Museum of Contemporary Art. Maybe the museum is too big and obvious for Tatiana's offbeat taste, but for whatever reason, she can't find it and keeps driving around the same downtown blocks. Diane (who had her portrait done by Warhol twice) wants to see the show—she's producing a Ken Burns documentary on the artist. But as rush hour traffic worsens and no museum appears, the mission is finally abandoned.
"I can show you a piñata factory instead," Tatiana offers. "Or how about a store that sells bells and paper decorations for Buddhist temples?"
Something even better comes along. "Oh, look at this!" Diane exclaims, catching sight of a big, long pond filled with giant lotus leaves in Echo Lake Park. "They just had their Festival of the Lotus," Tatiana says. "That's a lot of lotus," Diane says, snapping a picture through the car window. "It's just really, really great."
Tatiana looks pleased. Who needs Warhol when you've got natural Pop art outside the car window?