1. Succulent Californian peaches so ripe that there’s no other way to eat them except over the sink, juices running down my arm (and into the drain, instead of the table. Or, more realistically, my laptop). 2. Though proper magazine stands are a rarity here in L.A., stumbling upon a new-to-me or international (not-just-European-based) title is my new favorite, serotonin-boosting indulgence. I’m addicted to the discovery and will not shy at paying $33 for an import. 3. Homemade avocado toast—because when in Los Angeles, you eat as the locals do. My recipe is as simple as an avo-toast how-to gets: Ezekiel bread, toasted in olive oil until dangerously crisped; Hass avocados mashed with too much (but really, just enough) cracked black pepper, green onion, cilantro, and a touch of garlic salt with parsley; a generous topping of hemp hearts; and finally, microgreens. A mountain of them. 4. Another Californian thing, because I’m finally able to enjoy it: the days are just better here. I’m convinced there’s magic in the sunlight. 5. The fifth of this “Five Things” list is simply one of gratitude. Working with clients and teams that operate through a culture of support, respect, and most importantly, an…