People flip out over Mariscos Jalisco. Yelp raves. Jonathan Gold loves. LA proclaims the tacos the best in the city in competition. It’s an eleven-year old eastside truck whose fried shrimp tacos are revered by so many that they seemingly out to be proffered with golden halos above their fresh avocado, tomato and onion topping.
Did The Monster miss something?
After hitting up Nobu Malibu and realizing to leave sated would be a $400 meal (and that ain’t happening on this day) The Monster heads over to D’Amores for a slice or two.
You’re not here for the atmosphere because there is none. Nor are you here for the cleanliness. Not one tabletop is clean. Not even remotely. Still, the place is pretty crowded and they seem to do a good take out business as well.
It’s like Ralph Lauren meets Asia at Nobu Malibu. Beautiful indoor/outdoor space of light woods and trendy people highlighted by being mere feet from the crashing waves.
The feel is reminiscent of La Huella in Jose Ignacio, Uruguay. A Monster favorite restaurant. Sitting by the railing on a sunny afternoon and taking a gander at the menu one thing this is not, cheap. But you already knew that coming in.
Chemistry nerds say…
Liquid nitrogen ice cream…
Ivy at the Shore…
Pretty on the patio…
Sipping drinks at brunch.
Rivabella, from IDG (Boa, Roku, Katana, etc.) is a beautiful space, much of it outdoors to take advantage of our perfect Southern California weather.
A lovely water feature brings a peaceful calm you’ll appreciate being on Sunset and a huge outdoor fireplace must make nights here awfully cozy. Along with wonderfully mature vegetation it makes you feel like you are eating in a magical setting. You are. Too bad the food doesn’t totally live up to the venue.
Sometimes you don’t need a lot of words to get the point across. In the case of Bamboo Izakaya there is not much to say other than…
It was expensive. And not good. At all.
What is it with all these new restaurants from celebrated chefs that seem to miss the mark? Add Bar Ama and Josef Centeno to the list. Baco Mercat this is not.
His take on the Tex-Mex he grew up with in downtown is his love letter to his youth. Unfortunately, the good-looking space doesn’t live up to his previous restaurants acclaim. Maybe he didn’t love his childhood that much.
Filed under Bar Ama, Reviews
Wanted to love this…
Sadly that did not happen…
Swing and a miss. Sad.
There was a time when The Monster had dreads and lived in Kingston, Jamaica. A far cry from today when he lives in Santa Monica and uses hair product. But when given the chance, The Monster loves to chow down on some authentic Jamaican cuisine. Enter Sattdown Jamaican.
In Studio City (a long way from Papine) is this homey space with a menu of island favorites. Sit back as the reggae grooves and peruse the menu.