My new neighborhood doesn't have a fruit stand, and I drive to work now. But the Los Angeles I've started to discover, and appreciate, is a city reeling from disaster.
It's hard to get to know a place when that place is in crisis. But a city can reveal its true self in such times.
Before I could tell several churchgoers I was there as a reporter, I was quickly and warmly welcomed, and offered water, coffee and doughnuts.
It may take more time to get used to living here, but this past week taught me the meaning of home. It's more than a physical space. It's people.
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