No Disneyland this time, but indulge me...
When my dad came to Los Angeles on vacation in 1956, he went to Farmer's Market, the Hollywood Bowl, Disneyland, Knott's Berry Farm, and he ate at Lawry's on La Cienega.
Here are a couple of postcards collected during this visit, a mini souvenir menu and a FANTASTIC little sign that the kitchen stabbed into their famous baked potatoes with a toothpick. I love that little potato character and the poem, although the rhyme and meter are way off.
Lawry's is still serving up Prime Rib, that spinning salad bowl, Yorkshire pudding, and their tear-inducing horseradish sauce on La Cienega, although across the street from the location mentioned here (that location is now The Stinking Rose, but the architecture is the same). It's a decidedly retro evening...I recommend it.