After spending the morning editing a story in my pajamas, I had a hankering for Mendocino Farms and Bryan and I headed down to meet Kimi and Ron for lunch. Usually, you get a Stairmaster-like work-out on your way up to California Plaza. But this time around, the Angels Flight funicular was open. (The railway was closed after a fatal accident in 2001.) So we rode up with two tourists in a wood-paneled car. Angels Flight is the shortest railway in the world, which, of course, begs the question of why anyone bothered to build it. Still, 25 cents isn’t much for a moment to catch your breath and marvel at how vertical parts of downtown L.A. are. I wonder if the railway architects could have even imagined towering glass skyscrapers when it opened in 1901. At Mendocino Farms, I ordered the Chicken MBT sandwich I was craving. Kimi got the “secret sandwich” — peanut butter, apples, almonds and bacon. I was skeptical, but it actually tasted pretty good, though maybe a bit more like dessert than lunch. “Maybe we should’ve walked up the stairs instead of taking Angels Flight after all,” I said to Kimi.