What authentic Mexican drink do you order on a cold winter November afternoon in touristy Olvera Street?
Champurrado. Wonderfully thick, warm, buttery, with chocolate and cinnamon. No hints of anise (licorice) I could detect in my drink. Go further down Cesar Chavez Blvd towards East L.A. and you're more likely to find champurrado that is more authentic and served in a bigger cup.
Historic? Olvera Street. You shouldn't buy in so easily to this touristy crap. Here's link for you history buffs:
http://www.jstor.org/discover/10.2307/1500162?uid=3739560&uid=2129&uid=2&uid=70&uid=4&uid=3739256&sid=56164456773
A toast to the tourists.
In the center of the plaza is a bathroom. Humorous planning must have been involved in selecting this place as a restroom. Nothing like Mexican music and the sound of flushing.
The first mayor of Los Angeles. A toast to genocide/mass extermination of a people involved in ritual human sacrifice and cannibalism. (Conquistadors were @ssholes, but the ancient Aztecs weren't angels either.) Someone will correct me if the Aztecs territory got this far north. For the militants who believe in Aztlan: do you really want to bring back the bad old days?