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Allston Yacht Club is one of those hidden restaurants right in my own back yard that I never would have noticed if someone hadn’t pointed it out to me. This someone happened to be an email inviting me to join them on a Thursday night for a tasting menu, drinks and all. Always one to [...]

Le Saint Amour is Bruno and Florence Herve-Commereuc’s latest restaurant. Located in downtown Culver City on a wedge-shaped block, the main entrance is actually on the Culver Blvd. side. The interior has a wall lined with booths and tightly placed tables on one side, and a bar on the other side. On [...]

On my birthday this year, the BF treated me to dinner at a place we’ve been meaning to go to for a while: XIV. The last time we tried to dine there, we were unsuccessful because even though their site said they were open that Sunday night, they weren’t. This time, we made [...]

The Quesadilla Lady is a lady with a cart, some fast hands, and the tastiest quesadilla I’ve ever had. She sets up her stand on the sidewalk on Echo Park Blvd., just a few steps south of Sunset. When I spotted her, there was already a handful of people crowded around her cart.
For [...]

On a pleasant spring night this week, I had an amazing dinner at Joe’s Restaurant on a quiet corner on the usually busy Abbot Kinney Blvd. It was still early enough for sunlight to be shining in through the windows, illuminating the crisp, clean decor inside.
Our party, two omnivores and a vegan [...]

Maybe it’s because I live with a vegan and usually eat vegan or vegetarian meals at home, but sometimes, I get The Hunger(tm) and it’s not just a craving that anything can satisfy — it’s hunger for a mouth-watering, tantalizing, meat dish.
The Hunger drove me to Sapp Coffee Shop for lunch on a Friday afternoon [...]

One of the benefits of my recent move to the east side is being closer to affordable, good food. Sorry westside, but other than a handful of favorites, my heart belongs to the east — or the SGV at least. Chichen Itza isn’t in the SGV, but it is a few miles south of me, [...]

When I think of an underground supper club, I think of walking through a dark, damp alley, opening a creaky steel door, meeting some guy named Boris and being led into a dimly lit room to sit at a crowded table with other diners. My first underground dinner with Chicks with Knives was [...]