The Monster spent many summers in his youth in Maine at camp. He remembers vividly the lobster shacks dotting the picturesque coastline and the excitement of picking out your lobster and watching as the fresh catch is cooked to order. Now, at that time a lobster may have cost $8 to $10 dollars total for a couple pounds of meaty lobster heaven.
Los Angeles is nowhere near the left coast but that doesn’t mean LA hasn’t imported a bit of the atmosphere for all our enjoyment. Enter BP Oysterette. A little slice of New England seafood with views of the Pacific Ocean. The Monster loves it. BP Oysterette is a sliver of a restaurant on Ocean Boulevard with a handful of seats outside and a narrow run of seats and a raw bar comprising the total of the restaurant. It’s festively appointed in blue and white with a seashell meets Poseidon motif. The one nod to being on the West Coast is the ever-present surf movies playing above the door. Since no reservations are taken it can get crowded, be incredibly loud and you may find yourself in conversation (and on the lap of) your neighbors. Who cares? The food is delicious.