"LATE BREAKING BULLETIN! THERE IS A TWO WAY TIE FOR THE BEST PIZZA IN LA! VILLAGE PIZZERIA  AND BROOKLYN BRICK OVEN!!!!! 
 


 

 

Village Pizza

Village Pizzeria Home
131 N. Larchmont @ Beverly Blvd.Phone: 323-465-5566
Fax: 323-465-7633

 

My vote for the
#1a best pizza
in Los Angeles

 

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 !
   

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
 

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.


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

 

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!"


My vote for the
#1 kosher fast food
in Los Angeles

 
Nagila   
 9407 W. Pico Blvd.
 Los Angeles CA 90035
 

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.

   
   
         

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.
 

         

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 clerk left on the grill two days ago.


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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