I recently got the opportunity to check out a nice little BBQ place in Venice. My buddy Jason told me about Bondi BBQ and graciously offered to help me eat their food last weekend. I also got the chance to meet his awesome fiance, Angelica, and I must say that as far as girls go, she’s pretty rad.
Bondi BBQ – On Windward Ave. right by the beach in Venice
Because this place came so highly recommended, I had high expectations going into the meal. This was also my first trip to Venice as an adult, so I wasn’t sure what exactly to expect. Turns out that it’s pretty much the same as it was when I was a kid, with plenty of awesome people watching to be had.
The restaurant, itself, is not very impressive. It’s pretty much all bench seating and the tables you see out front are where we ended up eating. The weather is usually pretty good down there, so sitting outside is a great option because it can get a little stuffy inside. They also have a back patio, but when we sat down back there, to look at the menus, we quickly noticed that there were way too many flies hovering around to risk eating there. I really hope they get that sorted out, because if it were a little cleaner, it would have been a nice place to enjoy the meal.
We ended up ordering a combo meal called the Tail Gator, which included one pound of tri-tip, one BBQ chicken, a full rack of ribs, two sides and two loaves of garlic bread. The total, with soft drinks and tax, came out to about 90 bucks. So it’s obviously not super cheap, but considering the amount of food we got, I thought it was fair. They say that the Tail Gator serves 3-5 people, but I think you’re probably stretching it a bit to feed 5. Continue reading
We do a lot of Mexican food reviews on this site. So many that I’m kinda getting tired of Mexican food. I ate at the Latigo Kid over a week a go, but just didn’t really feel like writing it up, mostly because we’ve had better reviews that needed to be posted. Still, it’s only fair that I give this place their shot at EatMeCalifornia infamy. Plus it’s great material for a lazy Sunday evening.
The Latigo Kid – Next to the Canyon Club, Kanan exit off the 101 freeway.
So, I had never been to this place before. But I had always seen tons of people coming out if it before making their way next door to party at Canyon Club. For those of you who don’t know, Canyon Club is the best place to catch all of your favorite 80s bands that have no business still touring, yet continue to do so anyway. They also have a great 80s coverband called the Spazmatics, that performs every Thursday night. If you go on a Thursday, you’re guaranteed to have a good time. But this isn’t a review of the Canyon Club, so I’ll leave it at that.
The Latigo Kid is a decent sized place, despite the fact that it looks tiny from the parking lot. The decor is your standard Mexican restaurant fare, except the fact that they have some cool murals painted on the walls. The vibe is pretty low-key and not as raucous as Los Toros in Chatsworth. Continue reading
Mikey and I took a run down San Diego way a while back and were looking for another great place to review. Luckily, this time I did a little thinkin’ ahead and called my friend Talia, to pick her brain about where I could find some delicious pizza. She let me know that Pizza Port was, hands down, the best pizza in all of San Diego. And with a recommendation like that, how could we not go check it out?
Some of you might have noticed that it’s been a while since we did our last pizza review. The reason for that isn’t the fact that we started hating pizza, but instead that Mikey and I have been struggling to find places that live up to our rigid standards. Pizza is the only thing on the site that we rate (a la Zagat) and, so far, we’ve yet to have a pizza crack 80 on our 100 point scale. (Otherwise known as the Pizza Measuring System or PMS) Our last pizza was the highest scoring yet and it only managed a 76.
Is there a new Godfather in our pizza mafia? Keep reading to find out… Continue reading
So tonight, I was totally planning on doing a review on this Mexican restaurant that I went to last week. But to be honest, it wasn’t that great and I was lacking the inspiration necessary to feign interest in the place. Therefore, on a whim, I chose to make my triumphant return to Mama Rita’s in Newbury Park.
For those of you who haven’t read the Kitchen Nightmares debacle, check it out now before you jump into my post tonight.
So I wanted to originally go back to Mama Rita’s with the crew that we took to the Kitchen Nightmares shoot. But conflicting schedules, plus the fact that Michelle had a baby in the interim (congrats, btw!), made it a luxury that I just couldn’t afford. I walked into the place at around 7:45pm and was greeted warmly by the owner’s mother. She offered me a table, but since I was all alone, I opted to saddle up to the bar. Continue reading
Hey, everybody! Sorry for the lack of recent updates. Mikey and I have been slackin’ on our pimpin’ over the past few days, livin’ it up and enjoying the good life. But don’t you worry; we’ve also been eating some good stuff and will be writing all about it this week.
Coming up, we’ve got some fine Italian food, a new episode of The Catch, a pizza that might be our highest scoring ever and some authentic Mexican cuisine. But for tonight’s post, I’ve got the latest and greatest BBQ in our area.
Willy’s Smokehouse – Just off the 101 at Chesebro, in Agoura Hills.
For those of you who don’t know, we’ve been doing quite a bit of BBQ lately. We’ve had good experiences and bad, but I think Willy’s has emerged as my latest favorite.
Willy’s is a small place, right beside the freeway, and if you’re not looking for it you’ll drive right past. That would be a huge mistake though, because the barbeque is as down-home and delicious as you’ll find anywhere in L.A.
I originally heard about this place through a friend who works there. Usually I take these kinds of recommendations with a grain of salt because, as an employee, he or she has a vested interest in the restaurant doing well. So I looked it up on a few of the rating sites and verified the legitimacy of Willy’s. It checked out, so I decided to check it out.
My friend and I rolled up at around 7:30pm on a Tuesday night. It wasn’t too crowded, which made me think that either a lot of people still don’t know about it, or they just can’t find it, call off the search and settle for the Wood Ranch down the street. Fine by me. It was a nice night, so we snagged a booth outside on the patio and started looking over the menu. Continue reading
So, basically, I don’t hate Chinese food. Chinese food hates me. Or rather, anyone who owns a Chinese food restaurant hates me. Maybe it’s because I haven’t been to a really good Chinese restaurant, but I keep trying places and getting disappointed. So this post is dedicated to the top three reasons why Chinese food is about to get bounced off my list of food options.
For the purpose of this post, I’m not referring to chain restaurants like Panda Express. I actually think the food there is decent. The only problem with Panda is that I feel like I’m always drawing the short straw when I go there. I mean, some people always stand in the slowest lane at the grocery store, some people never get the front parking space, but me? I get the guy at Panda who has to prove how good he is at keeping costs under control.
You know this guy. He’s the one who gives you the half scoop of beef with broccoli and can eek out 975 servings in a single tray of orange chicken. I don’t go to Panda anymore. Not ’cause I don’t enjoy the food, but instead because I don’t want a plate full of rice, garnished with two pieces of orange chicken and a sprig of broccoli. Actually, since I won’t go there anymore, I’m asking one of you, any of you, to punch that guy in the face next time he gives you that vacant stare when you ask for just a little more kung pao chicken. Right in the face. And tell him Brian sent ya. Continue reading
With all the eating (and drinking) that I’ve been doing lately, I thought I would dip into my well of knowledge and share a couple things about man’s greatest affliction. I’m not talking Cancer, Heart Disease or anything like that. I’m talking hangovers, people. The hangover is a menace that has plagued society from the time of the ancient Egyptians and the sad thing is that we are no closer to curing it today, than we were so many thousands of years ago.
I know some of you will say that the only cure for a hangover is to not drink. To those people I say, “Shut it!” Why should we avoid the greatness that is booze. I mean, even Benjamin Franklin considered beer to be a gift from God and if it’s good enough for Ben, it’s good enough for me. Continue reading