5 wishes we have for LA in 2015

Kate Wertheimer, Music, Film and Sex & Dating editor:

LA is long overdue for a cool dinner cinema—no offense, iPic. And last summer we were finally promised one of our very own: the Alamo Drafthouse, a theater with 9 screens and seating for 800, to open at 7th and Flower (near the Metro, hallelujah!). We've no lack of great theaters in this town, but the Alamo—with a strict etiquette policy, crème brûlée french toast, huge array of events and even its own film distribution company—is sure to be a game changer.

Erin Kuschner, Food & Drink editor:

I wish for the return of big plates. No, not even big plates—medium, standard-size plates will do just fine. I wish that the phrase, "All of our plates are small and meant to be shared" will cease to exist, and that I can enjoy a dinner with friends that doesn't leave both my wallet and stomach still empty by the end of the night.

Sara Fay, editor:

I would really like our bike paths to connect—the LA River Bike Path, specifically. That big gaping hole of a bike path (let alone bike lanes) is just a hole in my heart. Imagine how amazing it would be to have one path that connects Glendale and Griffith Park to Downtown LA, all the way down to Long Beach. It would make commuting by bike a much more feasible reality for millions of people, and that is just the beginning. With all of the recent plans for development along the river, 2015 seems the perfect time to start; it could be a beautiful thing.

Michael Juliano, Things to Do and Comedy editor:

I never want to drive to Santa Monica again. It's nothing against the seaside city; I just refuse to deal with the soul-crushing traffic and constant gridlock anymore. Ideally, we’ll all enter into a sort of Westside automotive celibacy thanks to the Expo Line extension. Pressure’s on, Metro—Phase 2 really needs to stick to its 2015 opening.

Ramona Saviss, managing editor:

I'd love to see more food halls opening up around LA, specifically on the Westside. Just by going to Grand Central Market and, more recently, Stir Market, I get a thrill from foodie indecisiveness—because, you know, more lunch options are better than none.