I'm suffering from a crazy dinner. I don't usually eat beef, but when going to a place that's "famous" for it's beef, you have to try it if you're a true fan of food.
So there's a place in west LA, where the chef at the end of the meal say, "thanks, but don't tell anyone!" with a big grin on his face. This place is not decorated, it's expensive, it's not lit well, there's no sign, and no way of knowing a thing about it. Even the neighbors have no idea what happens there. So long story short since I'll try to add pics later... Ate a meal of many courses of raw meat (raw liver too), bbq meat, and more. Posse: Cousin Dan, and two filmmakers. More of the story later, when I get the pics!
So there's a place in west LA, where the chef at the end of the meal say, "thanks, but don't tell anyone!" with a big grin on his face. This place is not decorated, it's expensive, it's not lit well, there's no sign, and no way of knowing a thing about it. Even the neighbors have no idea what happens there. So long story short since I'll try to add pics later... Ate a meal of many courses of raw meat (raw liver too), bbq meat, and more. Posse: Cousin Dan, and two filmmakers. More of the story later, when I get the pics!
4 Comments:
I know the spot!!! Awesome isn't it?
Dood, Eric, you have to give up the goods and disclose the location to this spot. I'm down for some good beef.
Phong
Phong, it's like fight club. Can't talk about it anymore. If you had the location, they wouldn't let you in! Plus it's expensive. But art instead!
No really! I heard, he surfs the web looking for the asses who've blown his cover.
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