Hollywood isn’t like you think it is. Dawn educates you on how it’s not the place where dreams really do come true. Nor is it really the place where dreams die in abject squalor. It’s just kind of a scruffy neighborhood with a ton of recording studios and some REALLY delicious waffles. Speaking of waffles, a discussion on pancake etiquette, being married to puppies, and Dawn’s adjustment to life on one of the major arteries connected to Portland’s beating heart. It involves angry neighbors stealing screens, and being able to amble to delicious restaurants in any direction from her front door.