Jack’s Deli in Westlake has been around for quite a while, but I’d never been there. I’d only heard the mixed review from friends and acquaintances. At least until last week, when I had two reliable sources tell me that Jack’s has two things that I love, good breakfast and a nice Monte Cristo.
For those of you who don’t know, the Monte Cristo is the king of sandwiches. You might have thought pastrami would have the crown, or perhaps the philly cheesesteak, or anything not from subway. But you’d be wrong. The Monte Cristo is a triple-decker ham, turkey and swiss sandwich, which is dipped in egg batter, fried a golden brown that would make Scrooge McDuck blush, lovingly dusted in powdered sugar and served with a side of raspberry jam. In essence, it is breakfast, lunch, dinner and dessert all rolled into one.
Worth the heart attack? Um, Hell Yes!
After some much needed R & R, Mikey and I are back, giving you more of what you need: Lowered expectations Great food reviews. We had an awesome trip to San Francisco and have a couple good reviews for you guys to sink your teeth into. The good stuff will be coming up later this week. I’ll be the first to admit that today’s review is a bit of a filler. From the title of this post, you’ve probably figured out that this post is going to be about a deli. I’ve been reviewing a lot of these places lately and I’ve noticed that they all have one thing in common. They seem to think they’re famous.
I think these delis are famous in the way that reality TV contestants are famous. Which is to say, not famous at all. With the exception of Jerry’s Famous Deli, I think that they need to have their permission to use the word “famous” revoked. It just sets the expectations too high, and when they don’t follow through, I’m crushed. I think that from now on, if I go to a “famous” deli and the food ain’t up to par, I will insist that they change there name to insert name here‘s overrated deli. But, enough of me on my soapbox, let’s make with the review already. Continue reading
I wrote not too long ago about how to tell if a sushi restaurant is in trouble. This article is a bit different because it is more about eating at joint that has just completely given up on life. I usually eat at a place and it doesn’t get posted for a day or two. I had to get this place up as soon as possible to save your stomachs, your taste buds, and your soul.
DW Café – Ventura at the intersection of Victoria and Moon
Yep you can get your bail bond while you eat.
From the outside this place looks like your typical country kitchen kind of place. In fact, I think a few years ago that’s what it was. Now it’s a café that’s open from early morning to mid afternoon. I was out and about on a few errands and thought I’d try it out for breakfast. Damn me and my curiosity. Continue reading
I’m gonna make this a short one because, well, because I can. I’ve actually been holding this review in waiting, not wanting to bombard you with omelettes everyday. Here’s some big news though. Mikey and I will be guests on Words Cause, a live internet radio show Saturdays at 8am. Since most of the degenerates that read this site will still be sleeping it off, I don’t expect many of you to call in, but if you want to listen live, call in or even listen to the show after it airs live, here is the link to Words Cause Radio. Seriously, listen to us. Continue reading
So I have to confess that I actually hit this place last week. I wanted to take a drive on the coast road and I remembered my friend Jack recommending the veggie omelette at Marmalade Cafe. (P.S. – Have fun in China buddy. Let us know about the food) Now, we do have a Marmalade Cafe in Westlake Village, but what’s the fun in going to a place that’s right around the corner when you can take a mini road trip instead.
Plus, the Marmalade Cafe in Malibu has the added benefit of being right next door to one of my favorite bookstores. It’s called Diesel, A Bookstore. I highly recommend checking them out when you get the chance. Anyway, here’s my latest omelette experience…
For those of you who are just joining us, I have been on an Odyssey of sorts in the past week. I have gone off in search of a decent vegetarian omelette. This may not seem like something worth pursuing, but I would beg to differ. At a minimum, it has at least proven to be an entertaining search, with hair in one omelette (don’t click the link Michelle) and what could best be described as an egg frisbee for omelette #2.
Now that you’re all caught up on my omelette adventures, I can safely move on to my latest attempt. Special thanks are due to Amy, one of our great readers and the author of Parenting With Duct Tape, for suggesting this latest restaurant. I think we found a winner. Continue reading
Yesterday morning I decided to renew my search for the world’s first good vegetarian omelette. And what better place to go than a place that calls itself a house of omelettes, right? Wrong! In case you missed the first episode in my omelette saga, you can read about it here.
The first rule of being a good restaurant: If it’s in the name, it better be good.
How cheated would you feel if you went to IHOP and the pancakes sucked? Like I said, I went to Harold’s House of Omelettes in search of an OMELETTE. Here’s what I got instead… Continue reading