I went to Palmdale's equivalent of Chinatown, a storefront Asian market/restaurant in a mini-mall with Christmas light hanging in the front and signs in the window saying you can buy purified water inside.
I bought the infamous Kewpie mayo ($3.99. goes for 15 bucks on Amazon), mud fish sauce that looks like fermented fingers in shit that was mixed with shit 2 years old (let these guys give you the sensation (10:15 mark) of it) and these little bitties that I use like I sprinkle commas in my paragraphs.
I miss MY Chinatown and it's starting to dawn on me that maybe Palmdale isn't the place for me. When I die I'd like to be in the middle of and smelling the electricity of the a metropolis called L.A. and not relegated to it's backwoods praying in the direction of Musso and Franks.