If you take 2nd street a few blocks north west out of Downtown L.A. you’ll find an amazing little stretch of Glendale Boulevard on the border of Westlake and Echo Park. It’s mostly deserted, save for two unassuming restaurants who both serve amazing chicken. I found myself over there on Friday with Nastassia Johnson, the founder of the Manila Machine Truck (R.I.P.), to continue my Filipino food education at a place called Bernie’s Teriyaki. But once I saw that the popular Haitian rotisserie chicken place Tigeorges was right across the street, I knew a double lunch was in order!
Archive for 'Westlake'
I’m embarrassed to admit it, but before last week I had never been to Langer’s. As a Miami jew (lower case, because I’m a bad jew who loves pork way too much), whose parents were born in New York, who spent his his childhood eating at Wolfie’s (and the lesser known, kind of terrible, Pumpernickel’s), and the past 4 1/2 years living in NYC, you’d think I would have gone sooner. Like maybe the first week I moved here. Like, maybe right from the airport. Despite the pedigree, I’m no deli expert. But I am a fat man, and as such have nothing but love for pastrami and corned beef and tongue, on good rye bread, with a bit of mustard. How could I not?
Sadly, none of those things are under $10 at Langer’s. In fact, getting out of that place for $10 is practically impossible, especially if you Dr. Brown’s a requirement (it is.) But that didn’t stop me from trying.