Coyote Calls

One sign of a native Angeleno, I think, is a relationship with the restaurant El Coyote, a relationship that often begins just a few weeks after birth.
Jonathan Gold • Los Angeles Times • March 7, 1996
One sign of a native Angeleno, I think, is a relationship with the restaurant El Coyote, a relationship that often begins just a few weeks after birth. Half the kids in Los Angeles grow up desiring the tacky toys and souvenirs displayed in a...
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