Category Archives: Dinner


Apparently, Cube Marketplace and Cafe has a special Lasagna Lab on Tuesday nights.  When I went, I didn’t really care, because it was my best foodie friend’s send-off dinner, and I was so depressed I couldn’t even eat one bite. …NOT. 

But, it was Carina’s last day in LA, and she was on a mission to visit some of the places she hadn’t been yet, so when she said Cube, I jumped, having no idea what to expect, except a great time with a great friend.

I got there at the same time as Noelle, and my new foodie BFF Kayne found us as soon as we snagged a booth.  Once the woman of the hour arrived, our foursome was complete and dinner was ON.

We started with a bottle of People white wine, which led to a slew of bad “we’re People lovers” and “we’re people who love People” jokes for the rest of the night.

And the rest was a delicious blur…


Nothing beats a nice, fresh, mozarella and tomato salad…the peaches didn’t even bug the shit out of me like I thougth they would.  I approve.

There was some confusion about what kind of greens these were, but they were so tasty I didn’t really care.  Garliky, vinegary, salty, and crisp. Do it.


 The corn pudding was nice.  Sweet enough to be a desert, warm, and comforting.  My picture of it, however, not so much. …don’t forget I take all these SOB’s on my Iphone, and by the 2nd bottle of wine, well, neither she, nor I are professionals any longer.


My favorite part of the evening–gegenbrauer braised bacon.  Don’t ask, because I don’t know wtf a gegenbrauer is.  All I need to know is I want more.


At some point, I had to get up and move my car–THIS was delivered to the table at that point.  Thankfully, my friends left me some spoonfulls and the cheezy mac didn’t dissapoint.


The star of the night–the Lasagna Lab.  Sorry I didn’t take better notes…it was good, though…with…um…cheese…and…there was some eggplant…?  It was light, airy, not too cheesy…served in a pan…which was cute…


I LOVED the salad that came with the lasagna.  Nice, light vinnegrette and bleu cheese that cut right through the cheesy pasta.


The Chocolate Hazelnut Tart was my idea.  Give me a Nutella-ish option and I’m all over that sukkah. 


Cookie dough ice cream trio.  Properly laden with big fat chunks of cookie dough.

Apricot Tart Tartin. Salty, sweet, cruchy, gooood.


And we finished up the night with a cobbler trio with some huckleberry in it. Top that, beeeches. 

It was a good night, fun people, good food, good (cheap) wine, and nothing to do but relax. 

ahhhh…thanks Cube!



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Senor Fish

Want a big, fat, healthy, fresh, filling, seafood burrito for 7$? Want a fish taco and beer happy hour at 9am? Want to eat really good food in a place that looks like a warehouse filled with cops, both undercover and uniformed? Sometimes I do. Sometimes I don’t. But when I do, Senor Fish in Little Tokyo is the place.  Deeheeheelish.


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Red O

My brother-in-law’s birthday was cause for celebration, and since he’s so dramatic, it’s fitting that finding a reservation for a table of 14 on a Sunday night in LA proved to be less than easy. The first two restaurants we tried were inexplicably closed, and a third was catering a private party. Everything else was either too “unique” to be appropriate for a crowd spanning from 23-74 years old (I can’t even IMAGINE my father-in-law’s reaction to anything at The Bazzar, including the decor). So, we took a chance, and when Rick Bayless’s new Red O told us they had a table at 9, we slept in on Sunday morning, and afternoon, and headed out around 8. Boy am I glad we did.

In MY humble opinion, service was great. Guy, our waiter, was perfect. A few in our crowd were more than irked when the bar shut down service at 11:30, but for me, it was a confirmation that God himself was listening to my whisperd prayers (pleasenomoretequila, pleasenomoretequila, pleasenomoretequila…) I mean, it was SUNDAY at 11:30 PM and I have to wake up at SIX!!! sheesh…

I enjoyed the food completely, but my husband still thinks Javier’s is better. Maybe I just like LA so much more than the OC that to me, food tastes better out here. Either way, we’ll be going back.

Shredded Creekstone Beef Short Rib Sope with roasted tomato-green chile sauce – $9

Gleason Ranch Pork Belly Sope with black beans, salsa negra, sesame – $8

Mazatlan Blue Shrimp Cevice with mango, red onion, chipotle chile- $13.50

Bacon Tomato Queso Fundito, with  serrano chile, cilantro, tequila – $7.50

Smoked Mary’s Chicken Taquitos with avocado-tomatillo salsa, watercress – $8

Slow-Cooked Sonoma Duck Taquitos with tomato-arbol chile sauce, arugula -$8.50

Pollo en Mole Poblano with
grilled Mary’s young chicken, homemade mole poblano, black beans, watercress salad

Cochinita Pibil
tortilla-fed, Gleason Ranch suckling pig, achiote-marinated & slow-roasted in banana leaves,
black beans, pickled red onions, roasted habanero salsa


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Umami Smash

There’s a burger that can only be seen from 5-7pm Monday-Friday at the Hollywood Umami Burger

I don’t think I’m allowed to talk about it here.  So I won’t. 

Just sit down at the bar, look your bartender squarely in the eye, and say

“Smash Burger”.

If you like Umami Burger, you’ll like it smashed.

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Bottega Louie

Um…I don’t know how to say this nicely, so I’m just gonna say it…


Phew…I had to get that off my chest…I just…I don’t like the food. It’s just…generally…bland.  I mean, if you invite me, chances are good that I’ll go, get bourbon drunk, and never mention the fact that I’m choking on my chicken.  So…It’s not the worst meal I’ve ever had…I guess…

But look at these beautiful pictures!!!

Beet Salad



 My best friend Robin’s crazy custom salad with no dressing, no salt, and only raw veggies.




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P.S., I Love You.

Last weekend was a Palm Springs kinda weekend.  Well, actually, it really was a Palm Springs weekend. Literally.  I mean, we went to Palm Springs.  And we went with a horde–16 in total, spread between two houses with 8 beds.  It was an old-school, high-school, spring break throwback.  And food was an issue. 


Bristol Farms kept our fridge stocked, and between breakfast, deli snacks/spreads/crackers/cheeses and crusty breads for lunch and mid-day snacks, there was nothing we were without. But, the king of our culinary cravings, was the massive 17lb, bone-in prime rib roast that somebody’s genius husband (mine) decided we’d cook for dinner. 

He tried and tied, and moved, and maneuvered, but could not get that behemoth into one pan, so as much as it hurt him, he had to cut the sucker in half.  Which, actually worked out nicely for all those end-cut people out there. And there they sat, warming up to room temp, salted, dusted, and at the ready, while I layed out, oiled, greased, and charring by the pool…


For a side, the man in the kitchen whipped up a pan of his amazing potatoes au grautin with a touch of gorgonzola cheese…

and once those hunks of steak came steaming out of the oven, we were all in hot, sticky, Palm Desert, overcrowded, drunken mobbed-up heaven.


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