Word of caution. When a Peruvian restaurant also sells pizza and chicken wings…
…it is no longer a Peruvian restaurant.
So are you Peruvian?
Or Italian style pizza?
Or where you go to die?
Enter El Dorado. The Monster craves Peruvian (what is new?). He is dangerously close to the fabulous Inti, the good Los Balcones and even Mario’s. But he wants to try El Dorado.
It is in an ugly strip mall. So far so good. It is ugly inside. Works for this guy. There is an entire menu of pizza and wings and cheesecake. WTF?
Should have ran. Should have gone to Inti.
But The Monster loves chicken wings. And like a siren’s call he finds himself ordering them.
Along with some arroz chaufa de pollo and saltado de camarones.
The people at El Dorado are nice. So there is that to recommend.
The aji is paste thick and you have to ask for bread with it. Weird. It is sweatingly spicy but lacks much in the flavor department.
The wings come. They are Chernobyl radioactive. They glow menacingly. They taste, well, they taste like the insides of a charred microwave by way of socks you found on the side of the road. The Monster still finishes them.
The saltado is pretty decent actually. Wish they removed the shrimp tails but it is not the worst thing eaten during the week.
As for the fried rice, so bland and tasteless The Monster wishes he could instead be eating the wings. That he should not have ordered.
So, stomachache in the offing The Monster is reminded that sometimes crazy little places in strip malls in Hollywood are best left to the imagination.
Why go? You need cheesecake. And your head examined.
Monster rating: 1½/5 Monsters
730 Vine Street
Los Angeles, CA 90038