Was good to meet B+ again, him DJ an amazing outdoor dusk set at Verdugo (there was a drum heavy funk w/ MPC band before him) that made me feel like it was 1998, shit was mad dusty and Music Man Miles was there fronting The Breakestra. There was even a vegan Vietnamese food stall. After a few, very chilled hours suppin, we jumped into the car for The Do-Over in Hollywood, the infamous all day Sunday Summer jam... which was, as the hype precedes, crazily busy. So much so that even with this (circles face) we standing in line. And who waits in line? Suckas. Not starving artists who have a tip off that Bottega Louie is a mere ten minutes away. There's always next week for The Do-Over.
But Bottegaz?
Bottega Louie is all white marble, a huge, grand Art Deco-type LA Italian dining room which looks super boujie and very LA. And the food? The best Caesar salad I've ever had. A 'Trenne' pasta dish, the sauce melting with slow braised prime rib eye and Tuscan black kale lightly coating baked penne. Eggplant Parmesan with mozzarella and a super fresh and punchy Pomodoro tomato sauce, a salad of clean cut roasted golden beets (why don't we have these in London?) and creamy, royal goats cheese, wafer thin yet potent slices of Serrano Jambon... Huh. We even got a free Happy Birthday Semi Freddo with brandied fruit, chocolate and almonds cos Karla's birthday is in like, a week? $25 a head. Crazy. Whisky night cap at 7th Grand made me feel grown up. Who loves Los Angeles?
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