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Via Veneto in Santa Monica
A few days ago, I made a rookie mistake that I’m embarrassed about. Since this mistake happened at a restaurant I planned to review, I have to tell you about it. I figure if I can tell you the fun and exciting restaurant related news, then I should be able to tell you the weird
Wildcraft in Culver City
I think it’s about time that I stop having business meetings at restaurants. Seriously, this isn’t working in my favor. The last few meetings I’ve had, regardless of the topic, started off well, turned into a blur, and then ended on a good (yet confusing) note. It wasn’t until my brunch at Wildcraft in Culver City
Tom’s Urban in Downtown Los Angeles
Heidi: Danielle! Guess what I got! Me: Two tickets to paradise? Heidi: No, I got— Me: Hit on by a cop? Heidi: Danielle, no. I— Me: Oh god, you have webbed feet don’t you? Look, I’m sure they can cut little slices in between your toes and– Heidi: DANIELLE! Poor Heidi was eager to tell
Status Kuo in Mar Vista
When it comes to restaurants, my favorite type are the small ones that know how to make use of their space. I like them so much because the intimate space can evoke conversation and they can feel homey. Aside from conversation and comfort, what I love most is seeing a restaurant that is small in
Celestino in Pasadena
I would love to say that I’ve eaten at every LA restaurant. That I know restaurants so well, Google asks me to give descriptions of LA eateries. Although I’m not Google’s go-to food expert, I will drop the name of a spot that creates unique dishes that you have to try. Case in point, Celestino
Aventine Hollywood in Hollywood
There’s a beauty in the city of Hollywood that people don’t always see. It’s often goes unnoticed because of all the people trying to “make it” in the city of flashing lights. You’ve experienced it: the so-called writer handing out his screenplay on the sidewalk or the CVS cashier who breaks out into Whitney Houston’s
dine L.A.’s Restaurant Week: Il Fornaio
dine L.A.’s Restaurant Week ended yesterday, so this post comes just after the foodie fun. But since I love food and you love food—being tardy really shouldn’t matter. During the event, my boyfriend TJ and I went to a spot that was a big hit on our Restaurant Week list because of their extravagant menu at
Olio Pizzeria at Grand Central Market
It was Thursday, 12:42pm, and I was at work. At that moment, I had to decide where to grab lunch since my 3-day shrimp pasta wasn’t going to cut it. I needed to find something that was delicious, quick, close to my job, and wouldn’t deplete my bank account. It was asking a lot, I know.