Today was a momentous day for me. For the first time, a woman actually took me to lunch. Sure, it was my boss. And sure, she was only doing it because she was so happy to be getting rid of me. But still, I must say, it felt nice.
We decided on a little place in Westlake that I’d always wanted to try, but had never seemed to make room for. It’s called Galletto and its specialty is Brazilian food. Which is a lot of meat. Think BBQ meets Italian with some Latin flavor thrown in.
Galleto – Next to Natural Café at the intersection of Townsgate and Westlake Blvd, in Westlake Village
We arrived around 11:30am for an early lunch. They were just opening and there were only a couple other tables that were occupied. It was a nice day so we decided to sit out on the patio. The first thing I noticed was that the chairs were very awkward. Instead of allowing you to sit back, the high backed chairs forced you forward toward the table. This was fine once the food arrived, but it deprived me of one of my favorite things while dining out: sitting back and enjoying a little conversation.
While looking over the menu, I asked my boss what she had eaten here previously. She let me know that the Brazilian chicken was excellent and that ended up being the dish she ordered. I kept flipping through the menu and was stopped by the sandwich section. They have a sandwich called the Braziribs sandwich, which they claim was voted one of the Top 5 sandwiches in L.A. by Los Angeles Magazine. Talk about a “you had me at hello” moment. From then on it was all I could think about. 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
I don’t know why, but Mikey seems to have unfairly usurped my title of “man of the people.” Maybe it’s because I use words like usurp when I write. Who knows? In an effort to get my title back, I’ve decided to bring you a post on the only “dive bar” in Thousand Oaks: PJ’s Pub.
PJ’s Pub – At Moorpark Rd and Avenida de los Arboles in the Trader Joe’s shopping center, Thousand Oaks.
Say what you want about PJ’s. No, really, say what you want about the place, they don’t give a damn. This is a bar that makes no apologies for what they are: a place to play some pool, get drunk and eat greasy bar food. In my opinion that’s what makes them unique to Thousand Oaks. PJ’s is a little bit of Bakersfield, thrown down in the middle of the Conejo Valley. Continue reading