French Baker brings back so many nice childhood memories. Whenever there were reasons to celebrate, my parents would take us to French Baker and I’d always have lasagna. I saw the restaurant when I went out by myself a week ago and had to try if they taste the same. Unfortunately, it doesn’t. Their lasagna is not that cheesy and yummy as they used to be, or perhaps my memory of their food was just perfect. You can even say I was addicted to it. It’s a good thing that I didn’t need to go to a malibu rehab treatment center!