The only problem with the yurt is that almost all my plans to go out and see friends turned into them coming over to hang out at the yurt. It's lovely and magical and actually kind of transformative. I have almost no musical abilities but wrote a really good song about Linda Ronstadt on the Wurlitzer. I made best friends with a small lizard and some of the shed guests. I got stuck on some cliffs in Malibu and came across a secret seal hang-out spot, there were DOZENS of them including very cute pups. I consider this directly attributable to the yurt although it happened like an hour away.
It's in a perfect East LA neighborhood, hilly and green, friendly and not fully tamed. Like Echo Park 15 years ago maybe. Lemon Poppy and Verdugo Bar are walkable and great if you want to pretend you're in Echo Park now.
There's a grocery store.