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Saturday, February 20, 2010

California Cuisine Part 2

In this second installment of my trip to LA, I will discuss some of the dishes I tried at Koi and at Spago. They were both fun experiences, but I was definitely not as wowed by the expensive food as I was by the cheap eats around the city. Maybe it’s just my Manhattan snobbery speaking, but I think my city does haute cuisine better. On the other hand, I did get to experience the differences in food and service, of which there were many.

Koi is a favorite of the friend whom I visited, so I went with him to it on his behalf. It was located in West Hollywood and that was certainly the vibe I got from the interior. The atmosphere of the restaurant was like a Japanese garden mixed with a nightclub. There was a quiet stream and next to the bamboo-decorated patio in the outdoor section where we sat. Though close to empty, the few people there were gorgeous and I got the feeling that this was less of a place for serious dining and more or less a cool place to take people out to. I should have taken pictures of the drinks and décor because those were definitely the selling points. Some of the interesting martinis I got were Ginger Sidecar (cognac, canton ginger liqueur, sweet and sour), Wasabi Praise (vodka, sake, simple syrup, lime juice, fresh wasabi), and Berry Bliss (gin, raw agave, pomegranate juice, raspberries) Most of the dishes were small plates that we ordered like tapas.

The first dish we got was the spicy seared albacore with crispy red onions. Like many of the dishes here, they overdid the crunchy aspect. However, the thinly sliced albacore buried among the tinder was thin, moist, and delectable. It had a pleasant spice and was very light. Its lightness was a complete contrast to the fried mess around it though. I think it would have been improved if they took a salad interpretation of this. Instead, it tasted like good tuna with bad French fries.



Next, we tried the spicy rock shrimp tempura hand roll. The light doughy exterior was more like a spring roll than a hand roll though. On the inside was Koi’s signature spicy rock shrimp tempura. The sauce was orange, creamy, and very mild. It was definitely a gigantic rip-off of Nobu’s rock shrimp tempura. The sauce and texture were identical. That doesn’t mean that it was bad, just lacking in originality.



Then we tried one of their most popular dishes, the crispy rice. Though the name is incredibly generic, this dish was amazing. It was topped with a jalapeno pepper and spicy tuna that resembled a mousse in texture. The rice was crunchy and complemented the soft mousse. It was an interesting feeling, biting through the crunch of the pepper, sliding through the mousse, and then meeting resistance at the rice. After you make your way through the rice crunch through, all of the flavors come together, spreading in your mouth as the crunch continues to echo. If I ever come back to Koi, it would be for this dish.



Just because it’s a Japanese place, I had to try the sushi. We got salmon, fresh water eel, sea eel, and tuna. These weren’t very impressive. The tuna was low quality and the salmon was good but average. As far as the eel goes, I love it. I’m a big eel fan. It’s my favorite type of sushi next to the elusive and expensive oh-toro. Oh-toro is the fattiest type of tuna, which few restaurants carry. The rankings from least to most fatty are maguro, toro, chu-toro, and oh-toro. The tuna that we had tasted and looked like maguro, though I did like the slight searing on the outside. For eel, both had the generic “BBQ” sauce that they always do. The fresh water (darker one) tasted like it came out of one of those vacuum-sealed packages that are all over Japanese supermarkets. However, the sea eel was delicious. I was pleasantly surprised since most restaurants mess up here. Usually it comes overcooked and rubbery. This was cool, light, and supple. It wasn’t good enough to make up for the under-performers though. After the sushi, I got the distinct feeling that people don’t come for their nigiri.



What people do come for are their special rolls. The one we got is what they’re known for and it was incredibly tasty. Completely lacking in the arts of subtlety, the Koi Dragon Roll pounded me in the face with eel, baked crab, and shrimp tenpura. It wasn’t perfect though. The crunchy panko was drowning the dish and I had to take a bunch off. Other than that, the flavor was intense and the texture was great.



The grilled lamb chops with roasted shishito mashed potatoes and ichimi glaze came next. It was rare and tender, but the glaze was a too sweet and lacking in flavor. I love lamb and they did a good job cooking it, but the dish as a whole was uninspired and completely behind the times. If I were to give this dish a make-over, I would have used a wasabi-infused demi glace for the glaze and paired it with matsutake risotto. This dish was a rip-off.



I’m not much of a dessert person, but my friend was so intent on getting one that I conceded. We had the flourless molten chocolate volcano cake with vanilla ice cream, raspberry sauce, and fresh berries. It wasn’t anything to write home about and tasted the way you would expect it to. The only difference between it and the premade ones you can buy in the grocery store was the ice cream and powdered sugar.



As a whole, Koi is way overrated. The crispy rice was amazing and some of the drinks were really fun. However, whoever is working the bar needs to find a strainer because I got really tired of chewing the ice in my drinks. The atmosphere was cool though and supposedly a lot of celebrities go there. I could understand it as a place to get a few drinks and hang out, but the food is not worth the price. Spago was a much better value.

Luckily, I came just in time to catch the tail end of restaurant week in LA, so we hit up Spago. Spago is located in Beverly Hills, but unlike Koi, seemed to lack a regional personality. It is Wolfgang Puck’s big restaurant here and I wanted to see what the restaurant was like on home turf. I went to a Spago’s in Vegas that was awful, but I was willing to give Puck another chance and I was glad I did.

We had to wait for a while before getting a table and during the wait, the service was abysmal. They treated us like children as they kept letting parties go ahead of us. It took a lot of complaining on my part to actually get seated. Once at the table, the waitress was very nice and the service improved. Choosing not to go all out, I got the restaurant week menu with the wine pairings. It was much more expensive than New York restaurant week, but I guess that’s LA for you.

The bread that came after ordering was decent. Blaufränkisch was the first wine the came out. I wish I could remember more about it, but all I remember was it being pretty mediocre, as were the rest of the wines. I got the feeling that the restaurant was catering towards the high rollers dropping $5,000 on a bottle, which is completely understandable.





We started out with a round of oysters. They were iced kumamoto and fanny bay oysters with marinated Japanese seaweed, fresh horseradish, and ginger-sherry mignonette. These were delicious, especially the kumamotos. They were served with lemon and cocktail sauce as well. There was no sand or particulates in the oysters, which is really the only difference I can tell from good restaurant oysters and store-bought. The mignonette was good, but a bit thin, making it hard to eat with the oysters.



Someone got a salad with something in it, but I am foggy on the details. What I do remember is the ravioli that I got. Oh my god they were awesome. The ravioli were filled with some of the best short ribs I have ever had. Unlike the mousse-type fillings I am accustomed to, this had real texture. It was fatty, tender, and had the sinews-falling-apart texture of good short ribs. For the chefs, I’m sure it’s a dream. They use all the leftover short ribs for ravioli filling. The sauce was creamy yet light. It was an incredibly tasty dish and I found good use for the bread, getting every last drop of the sauce. The wine tasted much better with the ravioli.





The next wine was a Grenache and Syrah blend that was a bit hot. When paired with the food though, it mellowed out a lot and complemented well. The dish was a very tender Kurobuta pork chop. What that means is that it comes from Berkshire pigs in Japan. It’s like what Kobe beef is to cows, Kurobuta is to pigs. I got a very generous serving of this incredible meat. It made everyone else at the table jealous as they ate their lackluster halibut.





For dessert, I had a Muscat, which seems to be the trendy dessert pairing these days. It worked really well with the chocolate purse. This dish didn’t taste amazing, but it looked really cool, which is what I look for in a dessert more than anything else. It was a chocolate center cleverly encapsulated in a “purse”. I don’t know how they got the amazing texture on the purse. The top was crunchy, but the bottom that held the chocolate was soft. It was really fun to eat. The fruity sauces and ice cream were all pretty ordinary, but so is everything compared to the purse. Nancy Silverton is the famed pastry chef at work here and I can definitely see why she is so renowned.





Spago was really fun and the food was outstanding. I would definitely go back if it weren’t so far away. It more than made up for the disaster I had at the Vegas one. Wolfgang Puck has a great restaurant here, fully deserving of its two Michelin stars.

Fine dining in LA had mixed results. Koi was egregiously overpriced, but Spago was delicious and semi-affordable due to restaurant week. For how much I spent though, I would have gotten a lot more in New York, but that might just be because I know the area better. The cheap eats in LA impressed me a lot more and those are probably what I’ll remember the most. They had so much personality, while the fine dining scene resembled the bland capitalist mush that seems to follow large bankrolls. There definitely lacked originality, with the exception of Koi’s crispy rice. However, I still enjoyed myself at both places and at the end of the day, that’s really all that matters.

California Cuisine Part 1

My last post was a stop on the way to California over fall break. This time, I will be discussing some good cheap eats I had around LA and next time will be the fancy ones. Some of the places I ate at were a random Mexican stand at a street fair outside a Children of Bodom concert I went to, Chano’s, fig tree, Panini Café, Roscoe’s House of Chicken ‘N Waffles, and the famed In-N-Out Burger.

In-N-Out is owned by a bunch of religious fundamentalists who put psalms on their cups, but that doesn’t stop them from crafting some great heart attacks.





I was accompanied by my friend whom I had come to visit and one of his fraternity brothers. Having lived in LA for some time, they dropped the bomb about a secret menu much like the one at Louie’s lunch (ask for the soup there). Though they only knew one item, they suggested that there were others. Following the suggestion, I got a burger and some fries “animal style”, which meant they were loaded with Russian dressing and pickles. I also got another cheeseburger and a milkshake. Here’s the full list of the secret menu: . However, Wikipedia says “Animal Style burgers include pickles, extra spread [Russian dressing], grilled onions, and mustard fried onto each meat patty.”



As far as the food goes, it reminded me a lot of Five Guys so I’ll compare everything to that. The burgers were juicier, the toppings (excluding animal style) and buns were pretty much the same, the milkshake was fattier and thicker, and the fries were a wee bit soggy and didn’t have that Five Guys crunch or peanut oil flavor. However, animal style is awesome. It’s like a Reuben if a Reuben were a burger. It was delicious and I pray to the god of food that this chain expands to the east.

Next on the journey was Chano’s, where I forgot to take pictures. This fine establishment is a Mexican restaurant that primarily deals in take-out, so that’s what we got. I got some Al Pastor tacos and split nachos. Al Pastor is the tastiest topping you can get on a taco and that’s my unbiased opinion. It’s pork slow roasted on a spit and then topped with pineapple. . They did a great job on it and with the nachos. Such a great job, in fact, that I kept yelling “Chano’s!” for the next few days. It’s also a really fun name to say.

Then came breakfast. We went to Fig Tree which has a special where if you come before 9:00 AM, the whole menu is half off. Though we came a bit late, our food took an hour to arrive, so they gave us the discount anyway. Sometimes it pays to have bad service. Since it was a nice day and I had the beautiful backdrop of Venice Beach and the locals’ hippie-mobiles, I got a mimosa. Decent mimosa, but it’s pretty hard to mess up on them. My friend and his girlfriend were astonished because nobody drinks before 10:00 PM, or pretty much ever, in LA.





Finally, the food arrived, but the wait was worth it. I split the breakfast quesadilla and puffed pancake, while nibbling on the missus’ corn pancake. The latter tasted like cornbread.





The breakfast quesadilla was cheesy and eggy, but not too impressive. The puffed pancake on the other hand was a glorious bastard. This was a dessert not breakfast, but I had no problem consuming almost the whole thing. I had to hold back a bit to save room for Roscoe’s. Inside was a doughy, sugary, center filled with ripe bananas and strawberries. Topped with powdered sugar and maple syrup, it was a diabetics worst nightmare, but oh so tasty. The walls were crispy and gave a very satisfying crunch when shanked. In other words, it was appealing to all five senses. A few hours later was my trip to Roscoe’s House of Chicken ‘N Waffles.





I bet you can’t guess what I got here.





Again following suggestions, I went for the mac and cheese and sweet potato pie. In retrospect, I’m thankful for his advice, but at the time I had no idea why I trusted a suggestion from this very annoying, meth-ed out, enemy of a friend.



The peppery fried chicken was drowned in southern gravy. Some people don’t get the gravy, but I was glad I did. It was delicious and worked really well the waffles. Their secret waffle batter recipe made a sugary and delicious waffle, albeit somewhat soggy. The mac and cheese was tastefully breaded and baked while the sweet potato pie tasted and looked more like pumpkin pie, though it did have that signature potato skin flavor. Both were delicious, soft, and addicting. I finished everything, but walked around with the worst food hangover/withdrawal before passing out for a few hours.

After waking up, we went to the Bodom show, where I lost my keys, including my car key, crowd surfing. There were no drinks sold inside, so we went to a bar and I had the best Bloody Mary of my life. This lady bartender must have gone through ~7 spices, Tabasco, horseradish, tomato juice, and a very generous serving of house vodka. Of course there was food to be had at the street fair outside. We were in Pomona, but there was still a distinctly different flavor here than in NYC. For example, the street fairs were still going at 11PM, something that would never happen in Manhattan.



These baby tacos were topped with Carne Asada on one and Al Pastor on the other. Of course the Al Pastor was better. So good, I went back for another and chased it with a tasty Tamale at the neighbor stand.

The morning after, we got take-out from Panini Café and had a Panini-style breakfast wrap with a Bloody Mary (decent, but not nearly as good as the one the night before). This wrap was amazing though. The eggs were not under or over done and the smoked mozzarella sold me completely. It all tasted even better with the Tapatio. I thanked my friend profusely for yet another amazing breakfast.



Later, we got some mediocre Pad Thai in Santa Monica. However, we went back to Santa Monica the next day and got some awesome food on the pier at Mariasol. I got an awesome Piña Colada and split some Ceviche and a seafood burrito. They were both loaded. The Ceviche had some cocktail sauce and some Tapatio on the side. All of the squid, shrimp, octopus, and calamari tasted even better with them. The burrito was also amazing with Tapatio. Without though, it still would have blown my mind. It had cheese on top and inside there was more cheese as well as snow crab, shrimp, snapper, and scallops. After eating there, we met an old friend from high school at a bar where I split some snapper sliders with her. If there’s one thing I really miss about LA, it’s the liberal use of fish for everything where the norm here is ground chuck.







Before heading back to school and running into way too many complications (keys), we went back to Chano’s where I got an Al Pastor burrito. It was even better than the taco I got there earlier. Damn I love that place.


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