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Village
Pizza
Village Pizzeria Home
131 N. Larchmont @ Beverly Blvd.Phone:
323-465-5566
Fax: 323-465-7633
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My vote for the
#1a best pizza
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I'm sorry pizza fans but I have to eat my words-I thought that I
would never see the day that I've found not one authentic New
York pizzeria in LA, but two. Yes, Village Pizzeria has blown
me back out to Queens. They even have pictures on the walls of
all the greatest Queens, Pizzerias that I grew up on. They
actually are the only pizzeria that I've found out here
that when making a meatball slice, but meatballs on a meat
slicer, compared to that crumbled Dominos garbage. These guys
have pizza soul ! Save the money on airline tickets to the east
coast. Just go to Village Pizzeria. And get this owner Steve is
a nice Jewish boy !
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My vote for the
#1b best pizza
in Los Angeles
Brooklyn Brick Oven Pizza
500 South Sepulveda
Boulevard
Suite 203
Manhattan Beach, CA 90266
(310)
379-6599
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The bottom line. Yes, there are a lot of places in Southern CA that boast that they're authentic New York pizza, but these guys walk the walk and talk the talk. And no, they don't put legumes on their pizza. It's the real deal. I put my culinary credibility as a New York Pizza
aficionado on it. No, they're not kosher, however I vote to give them an honorary pass. Try it, you'll love it. |
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My vote for the
#1 best bagels
in Los Angeles
Bagelicious
Platt Village
6444 Platt Ave.
West Hills, CA 91307
Bagelicious
17705 Chatsworth
St.
Granada Hills, CA 91344
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Every year, hundreds of thousands of New Yorkers
relocate
to Los Angeles. By the years end however the majority for the can't
take it and move back. One of the reasons? They claim that they
can't find good pizza and bagels on the West Coast. Seeing that this
has been a problem, I've made it my business to solve it. Here are
the best of the best.
These locations might be off the beaten track, but they're worth
it.They top of the line authentic bagels and kinishes. My litmus
test is I ask myself if they'd stay in business if they opened a
location in New York? The Michael, owner is a cute little Russian
man looks like a kinish.When I told him that he has the New York
style down to a science, he responded with a smile," New York? These
are my mothers recipes from Russia! Where do you think you New
Yorkers learned it from!" |
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My
vote for the
#1 kosher fast food
in Los Angeles
Nagila

9407
W. Pico Blvd.
Los Angeles CA 90035
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All I can say about
Naqgila is Hava Nagila! The second I step into this place
I feel like I'm in Israel, except for the fact that all of
the employees are polite. They have two sections to their
restaurant. The dairy side and the meat side. Both are
equally quite the taste treat. On the dairy I especially
recommend their falafels and their healthy middle eastern
salads. On the meat side, my favorite is the Nagila Mix in
a lafa. It's basically a combo of different types middle
eastern meats with different salads inside a lafa. A lafa
is sort of like a giant pita but without the pocket and
far more tastier.Hat's off to both their matzo ball &
kreplech soups .Actually since it's glatt kosher, you
better keep you hat on. It's down home Hebrew soul food.
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WARNING! Please note : If
your a New Yorker and plan to relocate to LA, you best forget
the notion of ever enjoying Jewish deli as you knew it. True,
you can find a bowl of matzo ball or kreplach soup if you really
look, however, forever abandon any notion of ever getting New
York Jewish deli sandwiches as you once knew it. I've been to
every Jewish deli in LA. All of them - substandard and over
priced. And unless you go to my bagel guy, the deli's serve the
kinishes with a side of brown gravy and they don't have brown
deli mustard. Either Frenches or Dijon. Why G-d? Why did you do
this to me?
PS-
The same goes for Chinese food. They do however have their own
style of Chinese food. The best way that I can explain it is
California Fusion Chinese. What does Fusion mean? I'll tell
you. Unnecessary hipness. What ever happened to Chinese
waiters with a heavy accent , bad teeth in a red waiters jacket
bringing me a bowl of fried noodles with duck sauce and hot
mustard and egg rolls and a PuPu platter ? This is not raciest
what so ever. Any jew from New York will tell you that they've
been brought up in these places. Sorry rabbi.
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The .99 tip
Driving
down Wilshire Blvd in Santa Monica, I passed Hakata and saw
a sign that read " ALL YOU CAN EAT SUSHI". That night
I decided, "I'd give it a shot and try a new place for a
change. The tables were about 40% filled up, or 60%
empty. The decor was dingy and waitress brought over both
the menu and the all you can eat menu. Excited about
experiencing their all you can eat board of fair, I began to
peruse the menu. Although though the all you can eat menu at
$35.00 per person wasn't a deal, it wouldn't have mattered
if it had turned out to be an enjoyable relaxing dining
experience. As I'm reading , I began to notice all sorts of
clauses as if I was entering into a legal contract. The
first bi-law of the menu stated that it was to be all you
can in within one hour.
Oh boy! How relaxing. I thought to myself," ok! the foods
here! Attack! Now chow down, we only have 47 minutes left!"
If that wasn't weird enough another bi-law stated that any
sushi that was left over, you would be charged for. Yet
another clause read, the eater was not allowed to separate
the fish from the rice and leave the rice on the side! There
were more clauses, like you can't order the all you can eat
to go as well as ginger and tea were extra. Offended by this
tacky culinary Magna Carta , I vied to order from the
regular menu instead. Over an hour after placing our order,
the food finally arrived. Over an hour later! The waitress
probably thought I ordered from the all you can eat menu and
wanted to see to it that I surpassed my hour statute of
limitations . I mean she didn't even come by to see if we
needed water. We didn't order anything complicated ,
just an order of vegetable tempura and a few sushi rolls.
The rolls weren't even wrapped fully! Instead of the seaweed
going all the way around the rice, it only went 3/4 the way,
in the shape of a u. At first I thought, why should I let it
bother me, I'll forget all about it in three months from
now. But then I said to myself, no I won't, and they'll
remember me! Now, although these cheapskates had all sorts
of clauses and bi-laws, I found a loop hole . Nowhere did it
state the amount of soy sauce that one can use. I began to
pour the brand new bottle over my food. I utilized a bottle
and a half. This had to eat the tight wad restaurant
owner alive as it was digging into his profit margin. I then
proceeded to ask for the check. That was the only thing that
the waitress brought in a timely fashion. I'm far from a
poor tipper. I take pride in not upholding the stereotype of
being a cheap Jew, but this was all out war. The bill came
out to $50.25. as I went to leave the tip, I pondered the
thought for a moment.
If I left less than 20%, they'd just dismiss me as being
cheap. And being that it wasn't a new establishment, I'm
sure that I wouldn't have been the first customer in the
history of the restaurant not to leave a tip. So with that,
I placed a nice big decimal and left a .99 cents. I then
wrote a note on the credit card statement," OVER AN HOUR
WAIT FOR SUBSTANDARD SUSHI ? SHAME ON YOU ! IF YOU HAVE TO
SCROUNGE AROUND AND INSERT A LIST OF BI-LAWS, DON'T OFFER
ALL YOU CAN EAT. A 99 CENT TIP ? HOW DO YOU LIKE GETTING
NICKEL & DIMED? After I ran into the car, locked the doors
and drove away, I realized that I left my credit card
behind. Just kidding! Could you imagine? Hakata Sushi at
2830 Wilshire Blvd., in Santa Monica, you'd be better off
with one of those hot dogs at 7/11. The kind the Indian
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The .50 tip
O.K. I've out done myself this time.
I can't say they didn't have it coming. I actually feel
a little bad, because this used to be one of my favorite
places. Oh, Well. The only thing worse than a .99 cent
tip? Yes, the .50 cent tip! What does one have to do to
deserve a 50 cent tip? Read on.
I preface my review with, up until
now, it was a great little breakfast haunt, nestled in
beautiful scenic Topanga Canyon. So, off I was for
another Sunday brunch. I get there, it's jumping. Kathi,
one of the owners always waits tables. Upon entering,
it's almost like an undeserible game of musical chairs.
No one went to seat us. We had to race other patrons to
the empty tables. If one wanted a chair, you have to
locate one and shlep it yourself from one part of the
restaurant to your table. The place is very dog
friendly, not that I have anything against dogs, I love
them, however it's a little freaky watching them sniff
around your table side. We've been sitting down for
fifteen minutes, no menus. Finally a bus person comes by
and asks if we'd like drinks. Ten minutes later Kathi,
comes by with the menus. Keep in mind this is twenty
five minutes later. No apology, she just commented," you
came in around the same time as a large party." I placed
my order. " I'll have a bowl of oatmeal, an order of
waffles and a side of vegetarian breakfast sausage.
Please bring the oatmeal before the waffles." She
responded," nope, everything's going to come out at the
same time. You came in around the same time as a big
party and we're backed up. It's going to take about a
half hour to bring you your food."I canceled the
oatmeal. Oatmeal, is just sitting in a pot. It would of
been no big deal to her just to slap some in a bowel and
bring it out. I was about to walk out, however,
something occurred to me. If I leave, I'll
be inconvenienced and still hungry. I decided to teach
her a lesson. A half hour later the food came to the
table cold.
What was the lesson I taught her? If
I was to walk out, one of the many other customers that
were standing over me hovering for a table would have
jumped on it. As I mentioned, I'd leave hungry
and inconvenienced. She'd instantaneously replace me
with another customer. Instead, many of the customers
that were standing and waiting, walked out. She'd now
serve me, I'd occupy a table, eat and then put her in
her place. Proverbially giving her a spanking. How did I
do this? Well, she was expecting a tip. She didn't
realize with whom she was dealing. I took my time
eating, and then waited for the check. And waited. And
waited some more. Upon receiving the check, just as in
Hakata (the sushi place) I proceeded to write her a note
on the credit card receipt:
"Dear Kathi: Please note, a
15%-20% tip should not be expected as a 'given', it's
earned for a service well preformed.Your service and
hospitality were beyond substandard. The word gratuity
stems from gratitude. I'm not grateful to you as your
service was not gracious. Firstly, I'm not a furniture
mover, nor am I an employee of yours that I should fetch
my own chair. I'm a paying customer and if a customer
requests his oatmeal prior to his main course, serve it
to him. It's not my problem nor is it my concern that
you are understaffed. As the owner of this
establishment, it's your obligating schedule enough
staff for the Sunday morning rush. Lastly, I'm not being
cheap by leaving 50 cents .Today, that's all your
service was worth. In the past I've come to your
establishment and your service was great and I've tipped
you more than 20%. But not today. Remember this
lesson. Consider it an education that you've paid for.
ps. I know what it's like to work for
tips as well as owning my own business.
Location: Pat's Topanga Grill, 1861
N. Topanga Canyon Blvd. Topanga, CA
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