Los Angeles desperately needs a cool place to get great Indian food. A place like they have in London in spades. Where the hip atmosphere, friendly service and amazing food make you want to hit the spot on a weekend night and not just from your couch/delivery as you watch a rerun on TV. Much like Night and Market has done for Thai food, LA was clearly lacking just such a spot for Indian.
Until now. Hello Badmaash!
The Monster loves seafood. This comes as no surprise. So when Seasalt Fish Grill opens in downtown Santa Monica (from the same folks as Jack & Jill’s next door) a trip to check it out happens posthaste.
It’s a cute little counter-order, with both a downstairs and upstairs seating area. On this day it’s jam-packed which is a good sign for such a newbie. Let’s get ready to rumble.
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You want all manner of fish. You want it fried. Chargrilled. Salmon. Shrimp. Maybe some lobster. Chowder is a must. Also some fries. And slaw. You want to come in a t-shirt and flip flops and sit at a picnic table and eat from paper plates. And you want it to be delicious. Oh, and you need, you desperately need buttery, garlicky goodness.
Welcome to the organized chaos that is Fisherman’s Outlet.
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There are good ideas. And bad ideas. And good, bad ideas. Going to the Pasadena Flea Market resides fittingly under all of the above headings.
Good idea because The Monster goes with friends. Bad idea because it proves to be 106 degrees Fahrenheit and demonstrates what living on the sun assuredly must be like. And good, bad idea because it is a swell time but The Monster thinks he may need to be hooked up to an IV and have his electrolytes replenished. And he might faint. And the cumulative amount of sweat lost could fill the East Indian Ocean. But all of this leads to Haven Gastropub…
Filed under Haven Gastropub (Pasadena), Reviews
The Monster heads to Tinga Santa Monica. Can still smell the waft of perfume the eponymous Rene used to wear as she held court in her restaurant/bar/warren. While the walls have been painted (and the creepy dolls have been replaced by horrific art), not much has really changed in this space.
Which proves both good and bad.
Filed under Reviews, Tinga Santa Monica
The Monster is a man. Hence, he likes chicken wings.
So he goes to Hoagies & Wings.
Filed under Hoagies and Wings, Reviews
Sitting in Ameci wondering why? How did it come to this? There were grand plans for a great brunch. First scuttled when the place chosen is closed. Next doomed when the second choice proves impossible to get to because of construction. And so The Monster is in Ameci. A place he remembers being dreadful. He is doing it to punish himself.
Because the place is sad. It’s horrible looking. The menu is less then inspired. It’s the Panda Express of Italian food. The table cloth is dirty. At least the guy at the counter is nice.
