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  • June 28, 2012 8:29 pm

"Croque Madame" yellowtail sashimi, prosciutto, sunny side up quail egg, grilled brioche

With the nicer restaurants, I tend to do less reviewing and more letting the photos speak for themselves.

Who am I to review an acclaimed, five star restaurant better than the official food critics??

I’m Bun Boy and I’m here to tell you if there was a cockroach in the bathroom or if the waiter had any weird moles on his face.

The important stuff.

Coming to Hatfield’s and just ordering an entree and appetizer is like going to the Olive Garden and just getting one round of salad and breadsticks!


Save up your dough and order the tasting menu.

Tasting menus are fun, decadent and provide the illusion you’re getting a lot of food for your money.

You’ll probably end up spending almost as much anyways. Fancy restaurants are sneaky like that.


1. It’s very open and airy here, not dark and cramped. Every table feels like it’s own corner of the restaurant.

2. Very quiet and very elegantly appointed. You come here for the food, not for the swingin’ atmosphere.

3. You MUST order the Croque Madame. It was our favorite item and was so freaking delicious, you’d never guess how well everything goes together.

4. I would say order the Foie Gras but it’s being banned as of July 1st, so never mind.

5. Plan on at least $150 per person if you plan on drinking at all.

6. Plan on drinking.

6703 Melrose Ave
Los Angeles, CA 90038
(323) 935-2977

Hatfield's on Urbanspoon

Bobo Farms Foie Gras, apple-rosemary "butter", caremlized cippolinis and molasses toast

Smoked Salmon Amuse Bouche

Pan Roasted Diver Scallops, celery root, candied bacon and cippolini onion

Raw Hawaiian Kanpachi, jicama, avocado, roasted peanut, black lime creme fraiche

Toast Crusted Black Cod, roasted asparagus, maitake mushrooms, scallion vinaigrette

Paprika Charred Prawns, creamy white beans, Cerignola olive, green mango

Pan Roasted Duck Breast, roasted sweet potato sticks, sweet and sour cabbage, scallion puree

36 Hour Slow Cooked Beef Rib, carrot-vadouvan puree, brown butter roasted Blue Lake beans

Ice Cream and Sorbet Trio - Tarragon, Black Pepper, Strawberry Hibiscus

Strawberry Marscapone Napoleon with pistachio genoise, phyllo wafers, pistachio brittle ice cream

Chocolate Mousse Tartlet - with fresh mint, puffed rice - basil ice cream


  • June 27, 2012 6:49 am

A French Gift Basket Just Exploded!

I can’t think of many days when I DON’T have mac and cheese on the brain.

Perhpas days which end in Z.

So when my schedule presented me with a blank space, I had to jump on it. Like white on rice. Like white on organic, raw, aged white cheddar.

I had just been given a gift basket with some great French cheeses in it and it got me thinkin’.

I need to make me some fancy mac and cheese! Yee Haw!

I found a similar recipe online and made some Bun Boy tweaks to it.


I used semi hard french cheeses and a little bit of goat cheese. Added Herbs de Provence, sauteed some leeks, used French ham and replaced the Ziti with the best damn noodles on the market. The company is called Marella and the type of noodle is a Trottoloni. Looks like a pig’s tail. Amazing.

If you’re ever at Monsieur Marcel at the Grove, you can buy most of the ingredients there!

If you don’t live in LA…oops! You can always simply fly to France if weather permits.

Up close, it's kinda scary...

If you can believe it, the dessert pictured below started out as a Weight Watchers recipe!

I couldn’t find any non fat frozen yogurt at the store, so I used low fat ice cream instead.

Here’s what the recipe was supposed to look like:


This Melted Ghettoness was actually delicious!!


  • June 26, 2012 8:38 am

Summer Roll with Peanut Sauce

I had organized everyone to meet at Jitlada Thai for my birthday meal, but we were told upon our arrival the wait would be upwards of an hour.

Nope. Sorry. Bun Boy doesn’t wait. Not even for the restroom. *Depends*

Luckily we were in Thai Town and a few blocks away was a joint that seemed acceptable (sole requirement = they could seat 11 people).

Thai Patio used to be Palms Thai, famous for their Thai Elvis.

And while Elvis was not in the building, we did have a lovely keyboard crooner who sang only the most depressing ballads known to man.

Tonight’s musical mood would reassure someone with suicidal tendacies that they were making the right decision.

Thankfully I was with most of my best friends, ordering an insane amount of food.

To the point where there wasn’t a blank spot on the table.

Or a moment where “Does anyone need more white rice?” or “Who needs egg rolls?” wasn’t uttered.

For each bite of food swallowed, the passing of one plate was required.

It was hilarious.

Also hilarious occured after the server removed a few plates which still contained a bit of food to which Captain kept repeating “They took all our food!!” Note: Our table remained SMOTHERED in remaining plates, adorned amply with food.

(BTW, the food was just ok)

Then, I was surprised with an AMAZING birthday gift.

They handed me an enormous gift certificate to Hatfield’s restaurant, which couldn’t have been more perfect. I was very hesitant to fork over the dough for that place and now I don’t have to.

I’m lucky to have been blessed with a large group of great friends. While the social calendar can be intense, I wouldn’t trade my ocean of memories for anything.

My friends have forged my unforgettable time in Los Angeles, because of them I will never be lonely or unloved.



5273 Hollywood Blvd
Los Angeles, CA 90027
(323) 466-3894

Veggie Egg Rolls

Hmm, I forget what this was. Something something Tofu.

Ginger Fish

Chicken Pad Thai

Jungle Beef Curry

Pad Kee Mao

Fried Ice Cream! Authentic Thai? Sure, why not.


  • June 24, 2012 6:35 pm

Duck Fat Fries with Duck Confit and Raspberry Mustard

Now, we clearly didn’t come to Beer Belly for garden salads and lemon water but GOOD GOD, we overdid it on the fattening fare at this cute, trendy Koreatown gastropub.

For my birthday meal, I obviously chose to eschew good health. As well as heart disease prevention.


I’ve had duck fat fries before that just tasted like plain ‘ole fries. Not the case here!

They tasted like Duck! (Howard, perhaps?)

Rich, flavorful and the raspberry mustard nicely cut through the fat.

The maple syrup also did a fine job of cutting through the cheese and carbiness of the sandwich, who would have thunk??

The sweetness of the apples really complimented the brussels sprouts.

The meatballs were unique but we had already gone overboard with food items in need of being cut through, so we had plenty of leftovers.

This place gets crowded pretty quick. Come early if you hate waiting, sharing tables with strangers…and the presence of other humans, in general.

And then promptly see your primary care physician the following morning for a refill of Lipitor.

532 S Western Ave
Los Angeles, CA 90020
(213) 387-2337

Beer Belly Grilled Cheese with Applewood Bacon and Maple Syrup

Bratwurst Meatballs

Brussels Sprouts, Gala Apples, Pancetta, Onions


  • June 21, 2012 10:52 pm

Sour Cream Hen House - grilled chicken, w/fried egg, Chinese broccoli, sour cream sambal, Thai basil, sesame, red jalapeño

Chef Roy “Papi” Choi (the Kogi Truck guy) is a man after my own stomach.

He likes things spicy. And saucy.

These are two necessary components in my food world.

He does to his dishes what we would secretly do at home: Dump some condiments in there!

This dude’s take on the rice bowl is anything but bland.

It’s more of a slap in the face (and then some tabasco in the eye). A flavor explosion! (for lack of a better expression – so I used one commonly found on bags of chips).

I could honestly eat one of these bowls every week (yes, even the actual bowl), it’s all so damn tasty.

Whenever I don’t have to reach for the hot sauce, that is a magical, lunchtime moment.


Chego is a tiny spot in a strip mall near Overland and National. Usually only open for dinner, they just opened for lunch but for takeout only.

Portions are large and under $10. They have all the takeout accoutrements laid out on a table (forks, napkins, to-go boxes, sriracha) and there were a few idiots starting to eat right over the utencils, making it a bit of a cluster-F.

Thankfully the grub is worth any annoying human encounters. GO THERE NOW!

3300 Overland Ave
Los Angeles, CA 90034
(310) 287-0337

The Beefy T - generous niblets of prime rib studded throughout hot chili fried rice

Sriracha Chocolate Bar - SO good.


  • June 20, 2012 7:04 am

Orange Chicken - Straight from the heart of China

The one thing Carla, (oops, used her real name. Let’s call her Schmarla) and I discovered about the kosher chinese in LA is that it’s not good.

It’s basically Panda Express that you’re paying triple the money for, and not nearly enough of that delicious, all natural breading.

I mean, everything here was OK, but no need to ever come back. Or go in the first place.

Unless your accountant ordered you to increase your monthly Chinese food expenditures, resulting in deeper tax reductions.

Schmarla said the chicken was so stringy and tough, it was like trying to eat Madonna!

Delicious when served with blue cheese and celery sticks!

What she’s basically saying is, if you’ve spent the day snorting bath salts and want to eat someone without committing murder, come to Shanghai.

Wow. I sure hope I didn’t leave my business card here! *gulps. locks door*

9401 W Pico Blvd
Los Angeles, CA 90035
(310) 553-0998

Flaming Pu Pu Platter...

I love dipping these little wonton crispies in the sweet and sour sauce! You probably wouldn't have thought to do that. Dummy.


  • June 18, 2012 9:12 pm

Tuna Tataki Salad - Spicy asian greens, pickled daikon radish, red pepper maki roll, spicy peanut sauce

I’m not sure what the hell Royal T is.

It’s this enormous space in Culver City that’s an art gallery, a flower shop and a bar that sells tea.

Oh, and a cafe that serves light Asiany salads and sandwiches.

I knew I was going to eat a gnarly, artery clogging dinner so I chose a very healthy salad for lunch.

Now, I’m not going to scold a plate of greens for not tasting like a Grilled Cheese. That’s just unreasonable.

I just wish they gave me more of that tasty peanut dressing, is all!

Ok, that’s all. We’re good.

8910 Washington Blvd
Culver City, CA 90232
(310) 559-6300

(dot org??)


  • June 17, 2012 7:31 pm

Pulled Pork "Sundaes" with Coleslaw and Baked Beans

I just love this place.

Hey, any restaurant I’ve deigned give a second look at must be pretty groovy, no?

It’s been around 14 years (forever in LA restaurant terms) and has never disappointed.

Not too pretentious. Well, maybe just a smidgen so you feel like you’re getting a little sumthin for your dough.

We pay good money to be subjected to that obligatory, awkward half minute while the waiter de-crumbs your table.


The best part of Lucques (besides those awesome cocktails) are their Sunday Suppers.

I don’t know why more restaurants don’t have theme nights, but Lucques is abiding by the number #1 cardinal restaurant rule – BE KNOWN FOR SOMETHING.

You want people to be saying the following about your restaurant:

“Oh, they have an amazing grilled cheese night!”

“They have the largest selection of Courvoirsier in all of LA!”

“The bathrooms are zero gravity and they have an off-the-menu burger made completely of the endangered mammal of your choice rolled in edible gold.”

Here are the facts:

FRIED CHICKEN: Perfect crispiness, the brine provided a very unique flavor and there was more meat on the leg and thigh than I had anticipated.

PULLED PORK SUNDAES: Very tasty and very fun. Traditional flavors going on.

SUCCOTASH: A nice veggie break during the meaty meat fest. Very simple, nothing terribly special.


BANANA CREAM PIE: Very rich and delicious. We could have easily shared one serving. Oh well, I’m a pig and I finished the whole thing.

BTW, we sat next to a fabulous mother and daughter duo who entertained us most of the night. Great meeting you guys, if my blog hasn’t completely turned you off!

Lucques isn’t going anywhere. It’s a solid, exciting restaurant still able to retain a familiar but fresh approach to cuisine and I think I’m a Sunday Supper fan for life.

Gee, don’t I sound all professional??


8474 Melrose Ave
West Hollywood, CA 90069
(323) 655-6277

House-Made Biscuits and Gravy

Succotash Salad with Cherry Tomato and Black Eyed Peas

Sweat-Tea brined Fried Chicken

Frozen Banana Cream Pie with Graham Cracker crust, Bourbon-Whipped Cream and Maple Pecans


  • June 14, 2012 10:56 pm

Birria Tacos (Lamb/Beef mixture) braised for 16 hours - YUM.

Kosher Mexican sounded like such an unique combination, I knew I had to check it out!

Located on a stretch of Pico sandwiched by all the old Kosher standbys, this new pisher on the block has really struck gold. This stuff is delicious.

These folks have realized it’s not just enough to be kosher. I’ve been to my fair share of LA’s kosher establishments and “delicious” would NOT be used in the same sentence.

The high point is the TLC they put into their meats. They’re not serving up boiled chicken breast or stringy beef. You can taste the marinade and the fat and the flavor. You almost get squirted in the eye with juices when they cut through that chicken. Thank god for the glass partition!

This obsessive attention paid to the meat is exactly how you can have Mexican food without the cheese. I know you were thinking that. Trust me, you won’t even miss it.

You’ll be saying “Cheese, who?”

But you’ll say it a crowded elevator a few days later, followed by an uncomfortable silence.

8832 W Pico Blvd
Los Angeles, CA 90035
(310) 271-0900

MexiKosher on Urbanspoon

Carne Asada Nachos

Fresh Cacti

Kosher Pinatas


  • June 12, 2012 10:14 pm

Coney Dog. Chili, Onions and Mustard. Oh, and let's not forget what appears to be the tip of something naughty poking out.

Like many folks, I spent much of my youth consuming hot dogs.

What else do you eat at picnics, bbq’s, parks, under the covers or hiding in that last stall in a public restroom, sobbing uncontrollably?

In my late teens, I once experienced a terrible NIGHTMARE. While I was awake.

I’ll walk you through it.

A late afternoon at the County Fair.

Almost closing time.

The hot dog vendor is offering two hot dogs for $1.

What? Yes!

I eat them.

They’re good.

Then, my stomach begins to growl like I had just pissed him off.

Then the stomach gossiped to my colon about what an a*sshole I was and the two started conspiring against me.

I was with two friends and we got in the car to leave.

Trouble was, there was a HUGE traffic jam upon exit.

I started to panic. I was in agony and the gurgling would not subside.

Any passing of gas would result in the full evacuation of my bowels in backseat.

This was not an option….yet.

I don’t recall how much time had passed before I wanted to die and I had to ignore my humanity and do something unforgivably animal-like.

Then the choice was made for me.

I crapped in a church parking lot. Right next to a sea of non-moving cars.

Only a few sparse bushes lay between my humiliating defecation and an eager audience.

Not often in life does one experience such beautiful relief and such scarring abasement, simultaneously.

Especially not while desecrating holy grounds!

The conditions back in the vehicle upon my re-entrance were…unpleasant to say the least. All four windows were rolled down at lightening speed.

Needless to say, I didn’t really eat hot dogs after this event.

Maybe 15 years later, I started dipping my toe in the hot dog water again.

I only eat quality dogs now, NEVER anything on sale! I try to do all beef. I guess those ones contain less hoof and snout? God only knows.

Coney Dog, a new Detroit-worshipping spot on Sunset, was all out of the all beef ones.


So, I chose the regular Coney Dog.

The chili was really great but I think I would have preferred the all beef one. I like a thicker dog, less entrails and pig’s blood.

A hot dog is basically a sacrifice to satan, wrapped up in a neat shape.

8873 Sunset Blvd
West Hollywood, CA 90069
(310) 854-1172

Just your average fries, hangin' out.

Apparently this is famous in Detroit. Similar in taste to that other soda, Big Red.

Where everybody at? This man is clearly making a run for the restroom.