The place is small with modest design, sporting two ice cream displays, a pint fridge and a couple dining tables. Housed in a nondescript strip mall, Mashti Malone’s has been serving their Persian-style ice cream since 1980. Mashti Malone's was waiting at the ready on our list, so we screeched over to N La Brea and beelined it for their shop. Reaching the car huffing and having lost about 10 collective pounds in sweat weight, we knew ice cream would be the only remedy. As you can assume, the trip back down the trail was hurried, uncoordinated and desperate. And yet, our naive selves were determined to climb and so climb we did up the nearly vertical incline with no tree coverage. If you're questioning our judgment at this point, don't worry, we did too the moment we arrived on site. Things we did not consider: the time of day (arriving at noon) and the temperature in the mountains (90+ degrees). We couldn't stay inside, and decided to drive over to Franklin Canyon and hike around. It began on an innocent lovely Los Angeles morning.
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