A Thoroughbred Gallops Onto The LA Restaurant Scene
Hold Your Horses!
Hold Your Horses!
I have consumed some tasty pies at Pizzeria Mozza in Hollywood, but nothing compared to New York. I read about a new, intimate, modern space in the unprepossessing Robertson/Pico neighborhood.
I am always on the lookout for consistently fabulous local restaurants. Alas, they just do not seem to exist in my neighborhoods.
This week I went in an entirely different direction.
I was in the West Village, but Les Trois Chevaux transported me to vintage New York City and Parisienne dining.
I admit to Indulging in Gucci. I have never been known to devour the product.
A possibly hopeful development for Florida politics.
Steakhouses are not at the top of my list.
There is a serene new sushi bar in New York City offering a very reasonable Omakase menu.
Ever read about a restaurant that sounds interesting, but you are hesitant to go because it may be crammed with social media influencers which often spells cuisine mediocrity?
63 Clinton Street.
The Noortwyck.
Every year my amazing daughter generously treats her parental units to a celebratory anniversary dinner.
Seasons change with certainty as do neighborhoods in New York City.
Dreaming about Mexico and my daily dose of mango.
I appreciate consistently good comfort food wrapped up in a casual neighborhood hangout.
Birthday Boy chooses Joe.
Miami is bringing Sexy back.
Love me some good fresh, unadorned seafood.
Bang the drum.