Little Dom’s…Again! {Brunch}

I’m a tofu-eating, yoga-practicing, toms-wearing, brunch-going twenty something living in Hollywoodland. I’ve become my own worst nightmare. My name is Shannon, and I am so LA.

Maybe it’s true. Maybe the sunshine does make us less cynical than our eastern counterparts (I still love you more, NY!). But how cynical can you really be on a sunshiney Sunday morning enjoying eggs benedict with your slightly woozy friends from the previous night’s debaucherous adventures? (life lesson learned: Jameson is stronger than beer.)

Enter the wonderful meal mashup that is brunch. I was particularly hyped when I found out that Little Dom’s in lovely Los Feliz served brunch, so duh, I dragged some (slightly hungover) friends to recuperate over some coffee and breakfast potatoes.

Little Dom’s
www.littledoms.com
2128 Hillhurst Ave.
Los Angeles, CA 90027
(323) 661-0055

The Rating: 

The Quick and Dirty:

The wait wasn’t too bad during prime brunch time (maybe 20 minutes or so?). The coffee? Strong enough to kick that headache. The eggs benedict need to become a regular menu item, because they were perfection. For an Italian restaurant, the pizza is just ok (props for the homemade sausage though). No brunch is complete without pancakes, and it’s really hard to f those up, especially when they have blueberries and ricotta cheese in them. Yum.

The Eats:

{roasted garlic potatoes}

{bacon eggs benedict on focaccia}

{italian sausage pizza}

{ricotta blueberry pancakes}

Osteria Mamma {Mambo Italiano}

Saying I’m picky about my Italian food is like saying I like things neat. A gross understatement, at best. I have my (very) short list of go-to Italian restaurants in this town (just two, to be exact) and Osteria Mamma sits comfortably on par with them.

{genius. a light inside the check.}

 Osteria Mamma
www.osteriamamma.com
5730 Melrose Ave.
Los Angeles, CA 90038
(323) 284-7060

The Rating:

The Quick and Dirty:

MUCH easier to get a res at than the other Osteria a few blocks west. Cozy, lively, tasty. Splurge on the pink sauce pappardelle (you can go to the gym tomorrow). Located just a bit north of Larchmont proper. Street parking isn’t too bad. Gorgeous wall of wine. Wouldn’t get the pizza again. Friendly service. Amazing bread and slightly spicy red sauce dip. On my short list because it doesn’t try too hard. Italian is about using the best of the best simple ingredients and recipes. There’s no room for showyness here. 4 cupcake rating simply for the pappardelle.

The Eats:

Yum.

{pappardelle al fumo. pink sauce, pancetta, scarmorza cheese & oregano}

{lauriano pizza. tomato sauce, mozzarella, parma prosciutto, ricotta, arugula}

{ravioli a scetta. spinach & ricotta cheese ravioli}

Happy 2012!/I Survived AZ {Holidays}

Happy 2012 (and 2 year blogiversary to me)!  I’ve awoken from a lengthy holiday food coma and can finally show you all the delicious causes of said food-induced power nap.

The family and I spent Christmas in AZ to visit my brother and sis in law.  While I’ll still consider the state “weird,” I do love that they have Dunkin’ Donuts.  I mean seriously, CA.  Let’s get it together.  All of America runs on Dunkin’ EXCEPT the golden state.

Among the piles of french crullers and chocolate w/ sprinkles, I did manage to eat some actual food while in the Grand Canyon state:

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I Ate My Way Through The City Part 2: Pizza [NY]

They say it’s the tap water than makes New York pizza so delicious (and bagels, but that’s for another blog post).  I’m not sure if there’s any truth behind that tale, but I do miss the city’s crisp and clean tap water.  It hasn’t been filtered and over-treated and doesn’t taste like chlorine cough LA cough.

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Pizzeria Mozza

When someone doesn’t want their reservation to Pizzeria Mozza, there’s probably a few folks out there who’d love to take it.  And that’s what cousin Chrissy and I did last week.  A pizza opportunity (pizzatunity?) came a knockin, and we were more than willing to answer.

Pizzeria Mozza shares the same corner of Highland and Melrose with its fancier sister restaurant, Osteria Mozza.  The reservation situation is the same (it’s the same unending phone queue for both restaurants), but it’s a small price to pay to eat at two of my favorite places.

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