For Spring of 2023, I had initially planned on heading to Lisbon for our first holiday of the year. However, on one fateful weekday morning in fall of 2022, I started my day perusing social media and saw that British Airways was having a sale. I pretended to book a trip to London just to see what kind of discount was to be had with the intention of booking for the following year, but as I soon discovered, the British pound was the weakest it had been in a long while, and the discount offered by British Airways for two roundtrip fares, ground transportation to/from the airport and a nine day stay at a hotel in Kensington with breakfast could not be ignored so after a day of pondering and getting final approval from my husband, I booked our trip to London.
Fast forward six months later, we were finally on our way to the UK. Fortunately, our flight from Los Angeles to London was nonstop so it was a pretty seamless experience.
Once we landed, it didn’t take long to go through customs and retrieve our bags. It was the first time we ever made arrangements for a driver to pick us up from the airport and though there was a thirty-minute delay in locating us, it was a great perk to be personally attended to and before we knew it, we had arrived at The Rembrandt in Kensington.
Upon entering the lobby, we checked in and was told that our room wasn’t ready which we had anticipated since we arrived before the regular check-in time. After dropping off our bags, we headed out to an early lunch. We walked from our hotel for about 5 minutes, checking out other fairly empty restaurants before heading towards Honest Burger which I heard was one of the top casual burger joints in the area.
Much to my surprise, the restaurant was packed and a line was forming behind us which only got longer as time went on.
It was a fun, buzzy spot filled with both locals and tourists alike. The music was a mix of upbeat songs which was set to a decent volume. Service was spot on with the servers and busboys moving and grooving.
I ordered the South Ken which was fine but not spectacular. The beef seemed a bit dry and the tzatziki was a bit bland, lacking in lemon zest and dill flavor.
My husband’s pesto chicken sandwich was much better. The chicken was tender with a light creamy sauce that blended harmoniously with the chicken, and the bun was lightly toasted giving it a bit of texture. My husband’s slaw was also exceptional and unique as it had a pineapple zing to it.
After lunch, we meandered around the block and found our closest subway, buying a week’s worth of Oyster rides. Then we headed to a small market just outside the subway to buy water before heading back to the hotel.
Our room was on the third floor and was located in a quiet part of the hotel. Though the room was small, because the configuration was L-shaped, it provided a somewhat hidden area where we stored our luggage. The room came with an electric kettle to heat up water for our morning tea and coffee. It also had a mini bar which we didn’t even open as we had packed our own adult beverages and snacks. The bathroom was a decent size and had a tub. There were two small closets and a dresser as well as a desk and television.
After a quick nap, we got ready and headed out to dinner. I had made reservations for the newly opened Jacuzzi restaurant in Kensington after reading an article that my much beloved Pink Mamma chain was opening up a sister restaurant in London. A few other restaurants by the same chain were already in existence in London but Jacuzzi was the closest to our hotel.
It had started to drizzle on our walk to the train station and as I was on holiday, I failed to acknowledge that it was rush hour, and people were in a hurry to head home so the train station was packed and I got a bit discombobulated. I saw a train coming in and just hopped on, failing to take note where the train was heading which ended up with us being dropped off at the wrong location, resulting in a last-minute decision to contact an Uber while standing out in the pouring rain at Earl’s Court.
The hostess at Jacuzzi was accommodating and still honored our reservation, despite being 20 minutes late, and we were escorted upstairs to my requested dining area. The restaurant was kitschy but warm with an element of Greco Roman architecture and design.
The dining room had stunning pink chandeliers above the middle section of the room. Jacuzzi’s clientele fell in the same mold as its Parisian sister restaurant, Pink Mamma: upscale, educated, stylish and likely well-traveled.
We started with the beef carpaccio served with rocket which was quite good and drizzled with a nice dressing, served with herbs and cheese.
Our second starter, the endive salad, was a nice contrast as it was a bit bitter but softened by the balsamic vinegar and had a bit of crunch and texture from the walnuts.
Our third starter, which we had loved so much at Pink Mamma in Paris, was the burrata al tartufo but unfortunately, we were served the wrong order, the pistachio, which was a fail as it tasted like air, laden with fat grams and calories.
We asked for our original order which was slightly better as it had a bit of saltiness and earthiness in each bite.
The next dish to arrive was the truffle pasta which was beautifully presented in the cheese wheel, but I’m sad to say it paled in comparison to the Pink Mamma version.
Our tiramisu was a very generous serving and had a lovely bitter chocolate creamy bite. Overall, service was a bit spotty but we found out that it was our server’s third double shift, and he was likely tired. He comped us a few items after mistakenly serving us the wrong dish and as an apology for the extended wait times in between the dishes. Overall, it was an okay experience but the quality of the food and the services at Pink Mamma in Paris was far superior.
Day Two was our first breakfast at The Rembrandt.
They offered a nice savory buffet as well as a decent selection of beverages.
After breakfast, we headed to the Victoria and Albert Museum which was conveniently located across the street from our hotel.
The collection was expansive though we opted to only visit the first floor.
They had an array of art and sculpture from Europe, Asia and Africa.
One could definitely spend several days absorbing everything the museum had to offer.
Much like many other British museums, admission was free.
After our museum outing, we hopped on our first double decker bus using our Oyster card and grabbed front seats on the top deck as we headed east. It was great to have that vantage point as we rested our weary feet. We had to transfer for a quick ride on the tube before we arrived at our lunchtime destination, Borough Market. It was much smaller than I anticipated with fewer vendor stalls.
We came upon a stall where a woman was flipping an enormous amount of mushrooms over a giant wok, and it stopped me in my tracks.
Though we had lunch reservations, something intuitively told me that the mushroom risotto she offered would be right up our alley.
It was a spectacular earthy aromatic dish which was reasonably priced for the quality.
Then we meandered around a bit more before heading to our lunch destination. Lucky for me that I had enjoyed a pre-lunch treat as our actual lunch at Burger & Beyond was a disappointment.
I ordered a bougie burger which was mildly better in flavor than the prior day’s burger. However, the beef patty was incredibly dry. Dunking it in the steak sauce added the much-needed moisture and a savory oniony bite.
We also ordered a salad which had grated cheese and slightly oily dressing that blended harmoniously with the crispy slightly bitter veggies.
The banana peanut butter shake was thinner than shakes in the U.S. but had a good flavor.
One upside to the meal were the truffle tater tots which were fantastic. The mayo dressing on top was laced with an intense truffle infusion.
After lunch, we headed to the Millenium Bridge to observe the view and the sights.
The bridge and the adjacent area were filled with kids who had just ended their school day. Most were in various types of uniforms representing their schools or perhaps their grade levels in school. It was lovely to see the revelry with kids enjoying their schoolmates’ company outside of the hallowed halls of their chosen educational establishment.
After our bridge crossing, we headed back to our hotel where we took a much-needed nap. Somehow, we woke up 15-20 minutes late which resulted in us being late yet again for our dinner reservation.
Dishoom Kensington which was fairly close, only two train stops away, but like the day before, the trains were busy and full. This time, upon arriving at the restaurant, we lost our reservation, and we had to put our name on the waitlist.
We spent that time at the bar ordering our drinks and luckily were seated 20 minutes later.
The restaurant’s interior design was a subtle weaving of Art Deco and British sensibilities. Its interior was fairly large, with several sections of seating. We were seated in a booth to the side and had an expansive view of the dining room. Not one table was open and if it was, it was quickly cleaned and seated with new diners.
Our first starter was the chili cheese toast which was perfectly crisped and robust with a hot spicy flavor.
Next up were the okra fries were super unique. As our server Susannah pointed out, they were created for people who hate okra and that was definitely me. Just the mention of okra whisked me back to awful childhood memories of the slimy center but the preparation and presentation at Dishoom almost made me almost forget.
Their version ofchicken tikka was tender with a slight heat and a citrus peppery aftertaste. The daal on the basmati rice gave it a mealy spicy layer. The citrusy herbaceous potatoes were bumped a few flavor notches when dipped in the creamy dill dip. The veggies were perfectly al dente with a subtle layer of sourness. All in all, we had an amazing time at Dishoom, and we fully understood why it had such a great reputation.
The next morning brought us to the famous Bond Street for some luxury shopping.
Our first stop was Chanel where I had made an appointment with a sales associate but as luck would have it, he out sick that day, and I was assigned to another gentleman who, to be honest, initially appeared reticent to assist me, but when it appeared that I was a legitimate buyer, he was a bit more helpful.
Next stop was Hermes where my husband made his first purchase from the brand. I was also in search of sandals but they didn’t have my size and color in stock which ended up working out for the best because I ended up making a purchase at Mulberry which was a few minutes walking from Hermes.
I had been eyeing the Mini Alexa online as a possible everyday bag. It had reached its popularity over a decade ago when the brand initially collaborated with Alexa Chung in its design. When I laid eyes on the bag in store, I was immediately besotted and even though they only had the floor sample available, I still bought it.
After our morning shopping trip, we headed via subway to our lunch reservation at Aqua Shard. We got a bit lost as google maps steered us in the wrong direction but we eventually found our way. They had a security line which luckily wasn’t very long. Once we were led to the proper elevator, we headed up, walked over to the hostess table and were seated a few minutes later.
Our table was right by the window with a fantastic view of the river and the bridge.
The rolls were served warm and had a nice toasted exterior. The chilled butter gave it a bit of salty bite.
The venison carpaccio was refreshing as it had a piece of boysenberry but it also had a bit of earthiness from the hummus.
The salmon was exquisitely flavored with a bit of citrus and creaminess from the potato salad.
The chicken was pretty moist and tender despite it being a breast. The exterior of it had a subtle tomato aftertaste. The mealy beans also absorbed more of the tomato flavor but also had a bit of heat.
The gnocchi were earthy pillowy bites set atop a creamy mushroom broth.
The salad was arugula based and slightly bitter contrasted with the small refreshing pear bites.
The gingerbread cheesecake had a powerful flavor punch accented by the tartness cherry syrup base and toned down by the ginger mousse.
The pistachio was an interesting combo of pistachio mousse, crunchy cocoa crumble, moist cake and peanut brittle. Despite the great view and the beautifully presented food, service was painfully slow and truthfully our server disappeared for a certain period of time.
Also, after a certain point, sitting in front of the floor to ceiling window, it became unbearably hot and the lack of air conditioning circulating within the restaurant contributed to us being physically uncomfortable. I definitely would not recommend a full meal at the restaurant and would likely opt for another establishment in the building with a similar view for either drinks or one with better and more prompt meal service. Another option would be to dine at night when the temperature is more moderate.
After a brief rest at the hotel, we headed out for dinner. I again underestimated the rush hour crowd at the tube and forgot from the prior two evenings how my router and Google maps failed me upon exiting the subway station. We were 20 minutes late the last two nights and 30 minutes our third night. Unlike the other 2 restaurants, we were turned away at Barrafina which had a strict 15-minute late policy.
As luck would have it, a kind young fellow overheard our plight and recommended a restaurant which also was fully booked for the evening but a few doors down we came upon Thai Pot which ended up being quite a find. We were told there would be a 5-minute wait but after a minute or two, we were promptly seated. Our entrees were served a mere 5 to 10 minutes after ordering.
The yellow curry was incredibly tender. The chicken was shredded and almost melted on the tongue.
The pad kee mao had a kick as it had chilis interspersed. The beef could have been more tender, but it went quite well with the noodles.
The stir-fried chicken with lemongrass was practically unadorned but also incredibly tender and the lemongrass gave it a citrus zing.
The double scoop coconut ice cream was just perfect and whimsical with the blue cotton candy!
We were just minutes away from the theater where we had tickets to the 8 p.m. performance of “Six.”
I had been looking forward to the performance which was 90 minutes straight through without intermission. I had purchased front row balcony seats through TodayTix a few months prior so I knew we had extra leg room and would have an unobstructed view of the stage from our nearly center row seats. What I did not anticipate was the lack of air conditioning which made it very difficult to stay awake after a heavy dinner and donned in winter clothing. What we also realized during the show was the humor and digs intertwined within the script and songs were regionally targeted.
We missed some of the British references as a result but overall, it was a really great musical and the singing and performances were spectacular.
Post musical, we headed to an adult venue called Platinum Lace. My husband was curious what that culture was like in London. Sadly for him, it was definitely a money grab. Any adult could enter and get drinks at the bar, but there was a fee to watch the show and each personal dance was £800 so that ended our evening very quickly though I did happen to meet a dancer from Romania and became Instagram friends with her by the end of the evening. She had a cute dog and shared some insight about her colleagues so it wasn’t a complete loss, at least not for me.
Day four took us to the Natural History Museum which was also in close proximity to our hotel. It was, by far, my favorite museum of all the ones we visited in London.
I had always been fascinated by dinosaurs and the time before man and how our earth came to be. There were a ton of school age children there for field trips so it was definitely a very lively scene. The rooms were expansive and the attention to detail and chronology was quite impressive. I would definitely visit that museum again in a heartbeat as I don’t think I had the opportunity to let it all sink in.
We headed out by bus to Harrods after our museum visit. It wasn’t what I expected. It was a fully interior mall with sections set aside for each luxury designer with various levels for ready to wear and shoes.
What was impressive was their food court.
Anything and everything you could want could be found there.
It reminded me of the underground food halls in Tokyo. We purchased a few souvenirs for friends and then headed out to lunch outside of the store in search of a more reasonably priced sit-down meal.
We didn’t have too far to go as I found a restaurant that was a mere two-minute walk away. San Carlo Cichetti was apparently quite popular with locals as every table was taken by prior reservations. They had a small front section with a few tables for walk-ins like ourselves. We were promptly greeted, seated and our server arrived to take our order.
The garlic bread with cheese arrived and one could mistake it for a sauce less pizza the way the crust had risen.
The salad was quite lovely, lightly dressed in olive oil, light salt and balsamic dressing.
The beef lasagne came out piping hot straight from the oven and was smoky, creamy, cheesy and savory.
The carbonara had a peppery, creamy, silky egg sauce akin to mac n cheese. The pork bits added a bit of saltiness.
The truffle cheddar fries were served hot with cheese and truffle oozing into each fry.
The sea bass presentation and flavor were equally exceptional. The herbs and the salt crust permeated into each crevice.
The filet had a gravy peppercorn coating and the middle was perfectly dark pink. It was incredibly lean and tender.
Our server served us a traditional accompaniment to coffee. I’m not sure the name but they’re lightly crisped and fried, sprinkled with powdered sugar.
The pistachio ice cream had a level of creaminess I’ve not tasted in a very very long time.
After a brief rest at the hotel, we headed out to Mercato Metropolitano which was essentially a large food hall. It had previously been a church but was repurposed into a sustainable community market. We ordered a few items from various stalls.
Our starters from Steamy & Co. were dumplings which were silky and immersed in a chili oil which had a bit of heat.
The beef bao was super tender with a doughy outer layer.
The cacio e pepe I ordered from a handmade pasta stall was a generous portion with creamy pasta, crispy bacon and silky mushrooms.
From a third stall, Santo Grill & Wine, we ordered two entrees.
The first was were Italian sausages which were perfectly cooked and sliced in half. They had a nice balance of seasonings and salt. The side dish potatoes had a slightly crisped and salted peppered exterior.
The second entrée was a chicken dish which was grilled to a moist perfection. The accompanying veggies were lightly dressed in olive oil.
The next day was the day we broke all walking records by booking two nearly back-to-back 3- hour walking tours.
The morning tour took us to Buckingham Palace, Big Ben and Westminster Abbey.
We had a brief break to have a quick lunch at Horse & Guardsman which served pub food.
My husband ordered a salad and a sandwich and I opted for the fish and chips which were both fine but nothing special.
We then headed quickly for our afternoon tour which took us to the main part of the city of London.
Post tour, we took a quick break and had a drink at another pub during which a storm passed through the city. It was the strongest downpour we had ever experienced and though the subway wasn’t far, by the time we made it underground, we were completely soaked through so we headed back to the hotel for a brief rest and change of clothes.
By the time we were heading out to dinner, the storm had cleared.
We had reservations in Chinatown at Duck & Rice which was by far our favorite of all the restaurants we visited.
The miso soup was piping hot but sweet from the green onions.
The dumplings were nice and plump and tightly wrapped. They were famous for their duck and though neither my husband nor I were book duck eaters, it was a mandatory order.
We were incredibly surprised that the skin from the roasted duck and rice were both crispy and savory. The duck meat was super tender, moist and not greasy.
Combined with the wasabi prawns which were slightly hot and the Singapore noodles which had bihon noodles, it was the perfect melding of flavors and textures.
We ordered a chocolate coconut ice cream for dessert. It was creamy, light, refreshing with a coconut punch.
In addition, we also opted for the chocolate cake which was a combination of caramel toffee, chocolate, vanilla ice cream, chocolate syrup. Both were insanely delicious.
After the diet busting meal, we decided to walk around Chinatown and the theater district and see some of the sights before heading back to the hotel.
Saturday morning took us to the famous Portobello Market near Notting Hill.
It was pretty much your regular combo antique flea market. It was quite crowded and definitely had a more urban feel than Kensington. We tried out a few food stalls as we were there around lunchtime.
I picked up a tasty beef/chicken adobo combo from a Filipino food stall and it only cost £9.
My husband ordered a shrimp paella from a nearby stall which had a strong saffron flavor but the rice was inconsistent, with some sections slightly undercooked and parts overcooked and mushy. We walked off our lunch a bit before taking the train back.
After a brief rest at the hotel, we headed out for another walking tour.
This outing took us to the grittier part of the city where the Jack the Ripper murders occurred. We learned who the victims were and what their profession was at the time.
It was a low-income neighborhood with many homeless people on the streets.
Though that wasn’t apparent during our visit, it still had that dodgy feel, and it wouldn’t be my choice of location in the middle of the night.
We did, however, find the Spitalfields food hall, which had a few restaurants open late and willing to serve us. Brother Marcus was our dinner choice for the evening.
First out of the kitchen were the fries which were thick, peppered, piping hot and served with a sprinkling of feta cheese which melted onto the “chips.” Next to arrive was the pita which was served warm and was doughy with Zatar spices lightly sprinkled on top. We also ordered the prawns which were so hot that peeling the shell was a difficult endeavor, but they tasted amazing and had a hint of sweet chili oil.
The lamb though, stole the show. It was so flavorful, moist, perfectly seasoned and combined with the creamy sauce and bites of the “chips” it was the unequivocal winner.
We also ordered a chicken with orzo which was also on par with flavor and quality but had a slightly sweeter side as it had a tomato base. The orzo was silky and the chicken was juicy.
For dessert, we shared a baklava which had a similar upper pastry crust to the Filipino sans rival and the Parisian napoleon but slightly sweeter and syrupy. It had a nutty crispy flaky texture and combined with the cold creamy pistachio ice cream, it cut the honey sweetness in half making it an excellent pairing.
Sunday took us to mass at Westminster Abbey. We were originally going to head to St. Paul’s for service but we had a late start and Westminster Abbey was closer. As it was, we were a bit late and were seated in the back section with folding chairs. We were, however, able to receive communion which offered us a few of the Abbey. On television, the abbey seemed wider and more expansive. The pews on the sides were much closer to the aisle than I had anticipated. After the service, we had a brief conversation with one of the ministers. I mentioned that it was a very similar service to that of a Catholic mass. He said that they shared the same missal and read the same readings from the Bible. The difference was their ministers were allowed to marry and the monarch was the head of their church.
Post service, we headed for high tea at the Savoy. It took us a few attempts to figure out where the entrance was and I literally had to rewatch a YouTube episode and look at photos online to figure out how to enter the hotel.
Once we arrived, we were seated promptly and provided menus for the tea options.
After we were served our chosen teas, the first tray of food arrived. The chicken curry had a hint of sweetness from the raisin with mustard flavor. The ham sandwich was fine but rather plain. The egg salad was my favorite as it had a slightly salty and crispy bite. The mini bagel and lox with caviar was quite nice as well and teensy bit more to scale.
There was also a mini bagel with pesto which was good.
The “high tea” selection included an entree which was a lovely moist Scottish salmon, crispy skin side up, drizzled with a silky champagne sauce and alongside with a lovely buttered peas and kale combo.
The sweet part of tea had a nice assortment. We started off with the scones which were served with a lemon custard, strawberry jam and clotted cream. My raisin scone had a nice crispy top coating and dense center. The strawberry chocolate shortbread had a sharp tart flavor alongside the dense almost crispy outer layer. The rhubarb tarte was obviously tart but the fruit was tender. The chocolate bar had a crispy chocolate wafer underneath but the upper portion was dense and slightly creamy. The last dessert had a nutty toasted outer layer and a hollow middle. I wasn’t quite sure what it was, but just like everything else, it was quite good.
After tea, we headed out to meet a friend who coincidentally was in town. We hadn’t seen him since he moved out of Los Angeles years prior, and after living in New York for a bit, he had relocated to Tokyo so we made it a priority to catch up. We headed over to Waxy O’Connor’s for a drink and some snacks as well as some festive live entertainment.
After the excitement of the morning, we had a brief respite at the hotel before heading out for our first Sunday Roast. Sadly, by the time we arrived, they had run out of their famous roast but we still had an amazing meal at The Builders Arms.
We started with the nourish salad which had an abundance of broccoli, chickpeas, cucumber and red cabbage drizzled with a light herbal dressing.
I ordered the fish n chips which was by far thebest version of that entree I had ever eaten. The batter was unique as it was lighter and crispier. As you pierced your fork into it, you could hear the crunch. It was definitely an elevated version of something which seemed so simple.
My husband ordered a pot pie which had a crispy outer crust and a hot savory center and was served with a super dense and creamy mashed potatoes.
We also ordered a mac n cheese which had some panko style breadcrumbs on the top giving it a crunchy first bite but the rest of it was a creamy cheesy bowl of happiness.
The dessert of the evening was the sticky toffee pudding cake which was slightly sweet. The ice cream served with it subdued the sweetness and mellowed the flavor a bit.
The next day, we had booked a full day bus tour to Windsor Castle, Stonehenge and Bath.
Our first stop was Windsor Castle. When we arrived, there was already a very long line of people waiting to enter.
The area surrounding the castle seemed modest, but the grounds of the castle were fairly expansive with several large gothic structures including St. George’s Chapel which housed the tombs of both Queen Elizabeth and Prince Phillip. We were allowed to enter and pass by their resting place which felt very surreal.
After our visit to Windsor, we were whisked off to Stonehenge. Upon arrival, we encountered an incredibly long line to board the bus which took visitors to the monument. I had time to enter the on-site café, pick up a few items for lunch and finish eating while waiting to be escorted onto the bus. Sadly, by the time we reached the site, we literally had 15 minutes which we spent running around the monuments and taking a few snapshots to commemorate our time there. Then we once again had to stand in line to get back on the bus. In hindsight, we would have had more time had we just walked to the site rather than waiting for transportation.
The last stop was Bath which was a cute quaint town worth spending more than a few hours. We entered the museum which gave a very in-depth history of the city, the baths and who was allowed entrance when it was operational. We headed back to London just as the sun was starting to set.
Once back in the city, we walked over to Market Halls Victoria for some much-needed sustenance. We chose Gopals Corner which seemed very popular with the crowd dining that evening.
We were served a piping hot chicken roti which was savory, tender and packed with traditional Indonesian flavors. The prawns had a nice heat and the fried chicken was expertly fried maintaining its batter, and the rice with curry sauce rounded out the dish. The banana leaf platters came with two side dishes which were unrecognizable and forgettable.
The noodles were incredibly spicy.
On our last full day in London, our first outing was the Sky Garden for a bit of sightseeing followed by an exceptional lunch at Darwin Brasserie.
We were served a bread basket which was reminiscent of Cheesecake Factory’s whole wheat baguette. It was served warm and tasted a bit nutty.
We also ordered a soup which was slightly sweet with a hint of coconut.
My burger was sensational. The patty was moist, perfectly seasoned and combined with cheese, crispy bacon and sauce. It was delectable.
The green beans were perfectly al dente seasoned with a bit salt, garlic and shallots or possibly onions. The truffle and Parmesan fries were served crisp per my request, coated with cheese, herbs and truffle. The dip for the burger/fries was a combo of melted cheese and thousand island dressing.
My husband’s entrée was a lovely tender piece of chicken breast which was lightly seasoned.
After our decadent lunch, as the skies had turned gray and the temperatures dipped, we opted to take the Uber Boat and see the sights from the River Thames.
We took a roundtrip river cruise and then hopped off to head to Tate Britain for a bit of art and culture and to shield ourselves from the gloomy weather.
After a brief rest at the hotel, we headed off to our last dinner in London.
The Ivy was a great place to people watch as it broughtin a very attractive, well-heeled clientele, but it also welcomed individuals with strong academic backgrounds and their compelling insight on the country’s politics, financial and socioeconomic issues. Listening to the two gentlemen seated in the booth next to us was incredibly enlightening as it was a healthy open, honest and intelligent debate and conversation rooted in education, life experience and acute observation and awareness. But back to the food, we were served a bread basket with crusty and nutty offerings.
We ordered the must have cheese soufflé was unreal: smoky, piping hot, doughy, in a pool of cream akin to the consistency of a soft-boiled egg.
The tuna tartare was also quite good. It was moist and tender with a slight jalapeño kick.
The monkfish was good, served in a savory tomato- based sauce.
The coconut rice had actual slivers of coconut in it.
The peas and beans were really delicious and tasted healthy.
My husband’s shepherd’s pie with cheese was served piping hot, had a strong bold beef and cheese flavor with a light crust and thick gravy. While we were dining, we witnessed a marriage proposal which was the icing on our evening.
Our last meal in the UK the next day was at Giraffe at Heathrow airport where we had dined 18 years prior during our layover for our honeymoon.
We ordered a chicken teriyaki, chicken curry noodle dish, a grilled salmon and a side of fries. It was a lovely way to end our English dining experience.
For most of my life, I have always loved the idea of London. As a teen, I immersed myself in “Canterbury Tales” and “Pride & Prejudice.” As an adult, I was transported to London via “Four Weddings & A Funeral” and “Notting Hill” and learned about its history whilst watching “The Tudors.” I was thoroughly amused by the British wit and sarcasm of “Downton Abbey.”
And of course, I have watched every “Harry Potter” movie! However, there is nothing more memorable than walking the neighborhoods, taking the historical tours and delving deeper into the British roots and traditions.
We fell madly in love with London, its beautiful magnificent architecture, its culinary delights, and the pulsating energy of the city. Looking forward to returning in the near future!
My love for my hometown Culver City knows no bounds so when I read that Laurel Grill of the Laurel Hardware family was opening up a restaurant in downtown, I immediately made a reservation. The restaurant encompassed the entire second floor of the Culver Steps building which also housed Erewhon, Sephora, Salt & Straw, Mendocino Farms, Afuri Ramen and a few other businesses on the first floor.
Walking up the stairs to Laurel Grill, we were welcomed with fire pits at the outdoor waiting area and a balcony with a view of Culver Hotel and the surrounding area.
The expansive bar area encompassed the middle section of the restaurant.
The pizza oven was housed towards the back of the restaurant.
To the left of the pizza area was the open kitchen for the preparation of the rest of the menu’s offerings.
We settled in at the bar and ordered our martinis while we waited for our table.
Once seated, we immediately ordered our dinner selection.
The Chinese chicken salad was on par with Hillstone’s/Houston’s iteration which had fresh greens and cilantro, a light citrusy dressing, tender slivers of chicken and crispy wonton strips interspersed. It was the perfect refreshing start to our meal.
My ribs were fall-of-the-bone tender and incredibly savory with a bit of smokiness. The fries were served piping hot and crispy. The aioli dipping sauce had the perfect thick consistency but without an overpowering garlic aftertaste.
My husband’s tuna melt was perfection. The bread was toasted just right, and it had a perfect tuna/dressing ratio which was packed tightly in between the bread.
The accompanying cole slaw was crisp with a light creamy dressing.
The weakest of the dinner items was the mac n cheese which was was cheesy and had a crisp breadcrumb topping, but the pasta was a bit overdone.
In addition to the mostly amazing food, we were impressed by the entire staff. From the hostess who greeted us, checked us in and advised us there would a short wait, to the bartender who made our drinks, to the other bartender who closed us out and our server Tess who was an aspiring fashion designer of sorts as well as her runners who served our food promptly and the ones who promptly filled up our water glasses, the service was on par with the high end restaurants in Los Angeles.
We’re assuming Laurel Grill will be welcoming a pianist to entertain its guests in the near future.
Laurel Grill is a fantastic addition to the gastronomic scene in downtown Culver City!!
I first read about the opening of Lustig from an Eater article. It was the replacement restaurant for La Dijonnaise in the Helms Bakery in Culver City. I actually had a reservation before the holiday break which was cancelled due to the restaurant opening being delayed so I rescheduled after the first of the year and set our dinner for the first Friday of January.
It had been a while since we had frequented the Helms Bakery. There were still plenty of free parking spaces on-site. When we arrived at the restaurant, we were immediately seated and our server came to greet us moments later. We had never dined at the former restaurant so we didn’t have a frame of reference what the interior looked like at the time, but Lustig’s contemporary décor was a refreshing change of scenery.
The red walls and tall ceilings set against floor to ceiling windows gave it a very airy vibe.
They also had a beautiful sparkly full bar.
There were four dining areas: an outdoor patio, the bar, the main dining area and a more private section further into the restaurant near the second restroom.
In both water closets, there was a taped poster above the doorway as a nod to Ted Lasso.
After a short chat with our server, we ordered our food, and the starters arrived a few minutes later.
The tuna cannoli was served in a crispy eggroll shell and tasted like an incredibly fresh tuna tartare with avocado but condensed and tightly wrapped.
The croque monsieur pizza was served broiling hot. It was cheesy, smoky, savory and just decadent. Though it was a bit oilier than I expected and the crust wasn’t crispy, the flavors were all there and hit all the right notes.
The chicken was moist and tender. It was served with beans which added a bit of earthiness to the dish. The asparagus which came with the dish was also perfectly cooked. In my haste to sample, I dropped an asparagus and without missing a beat, a hostess scooped it up from the floor. Some of the beans that came with the chicken were slightly undercooked and crispy but still good.
The broccolini was set in a soy, tomato base and was cooked al dente.
Fries were crispy and lightly salted.
The apple streudel was life altering. It was served warm, in a crispy crust, with cinnamon, tart apple with a creamy light sauce and cold ice cream. It was amazing!!
We would definitely return to our neighborhood’s newest gem. The service with the unique and delicious eats made for a winning combination!!
Cartagena had been on our bucket list as it promised beautiful colored buildings, delicious eats and a peek into the South American culture.
As I had already booked our Christmas holiday at the nearby island of Curacao, I thought it would be a nice change to have back-to-back vacations over the holiday break. I found a hotel in Cartagena, the Hyatt Regency, which was about $120 per night with breakfast so I booked it in January of 2022 and frankly didn’t think about it for months as I had two other vacations which predated the Caribbean/South American adventure. By the time I was ready to book air travel, I decided to cut the Cartagena trip short by one day but realized upon logging on that the nightly rate had increased to over $400. I contacted a Hyatt representative who suggested I keep my existing booking because if I made any changes, the nightly rate would be bumped up to the higher amount. I took her advice and months later, we were on our flight from Curacao with a short layover in Bogota. While at the airport in Bogota, I opted to pay for the Avianca lounge which promised a few samplings of food and beverages. It took some effort to find the lounge as it was on the opposite end of the building past security. There were only a few guests eating and resting in the lounge so finding a table was not an issue. After we dropped off our bags, we headed over to the food stations to find some late-night sustenance.
I spotted the potato with bacon sprinkles and as I was investigating the soup, I saw that a girl had nachos so I asked where she got them. She pointed to where I initially picked up the patatas so I backtracked and got myself a nice helping. I also grabbed a bowl of some creamy soup and ate the potatoes, bacon and soup together. On my way back from getting orange juice, I saw that fresh food had been set next to where the potatoes were.
I asked what it was and she said it was an egg wrap which was essentially a cheese quesadilla. Satiated, we got onto the next leg of the flight to our final destination.
As neither of us spoke Spanish and we were set to arrive after 10 p.m., I previously arranged for a driver to pick us up at the airport and take us to our lodging for the week. Upon arrival at the Hyatt, we waited a few minutes to check in as there was a small queue and then we proceeded to head to our room where we immediately ordered room service.
As I unpacked and organized our belongings, our dinner arrived which we ate quickly, and we were finally able to nod off for the evening.
The next day, we woke up and looked out our floor to ceiling window and saw Cartagena in its full glory. Though there was quite a bit of work being done on the beach and road outside of our hotel, it was a glorious sight to behold as we had a 180-degree view of the ocean. Delighted and ready to start our day, we headed out to sample our first breakfast at the hotel.
I had booked a room with Club Access which afforded us a daily buffet breakfast and happy hour in their club lounge.
It was one of the best perks of the trip. The lounge was two doors down from our room and offered the same magnificent floor to ceiling view of the ocean and the beachside area. After breakfast, we headed to the gym, which was surprisingly expansive and also had great floor to ceiling windows, and after our workout, we changed clothes and headed out to the city.
Our first local outing was to El Bony Kiosk owned by a famous local boxer which was a 21-minute walk south of where our hotel was located. It was our first authentic insight into the city and the walk to this famous restaurant was challenging. At the time of our visit, parts of the sidewalks were closed off and undergoing construction. Street traffic was constant and loud. The streets were in disrepair, and part of our walk involved walking over muddied streets and broken concrete. There were vendors at every turn offering their wares, recreational drugs and women, and there were some foul street smells which wafted our way. We chose to ignore it and trek south, sweating buckets as the heat, sun and humidity tried their best to wear us down. By the time we arrived at the beachfront restaurant, even my iPhone camera lens needed to be defogged.
The restaurant fortunately had indoor dining with many fans circulating air. Once we were seated, I placed my bag on the back of my chair. In Spanish, an older gentleman gestured that I should have my bag in front of me at all times, because it would easily be stolen. The waitresses spoke very little English, but we were able to communicate what we wanted to order.
The fillet of the day was a sea bass which was nicely grilled with a bit of seasoning.
My husband ordered a shrimp pasta dish which was cooked al dente and the shrimp was petite but delicious. I normally steer clear of plantains but what was served was exceptional. It was flattened, deep fried, lightly salted and quite honestly, addicting.
After lunch, we headed back towards the hotel but made a side detour to a parallel street which very much was your typical congested city street so it took us out of vacation mode for a bit. We needed to stock up on bottled water for our room so once we had those in our possession, we headed back to the hotel.
At this point, we were definitely overheated so a much-needed stop at the pool was in order. We rested a bit before getting ready for an early dinner in the old city. Luckily, we had reserved an Uber ride a few hours prior as it would have been impossible to get one when we actually needed to leave. It was the middle of rush hour traffic so our driver had to drop us off outside the city wall, and we meandered our way to Buena Vida using Google maps.
The restaurant was set in a beautiful colorful and picturesque part of the city with a stunning view of the streets of the walled city. As a bonus, there was a live trio playing music during our meal. Parched and starving, we immediately ordered drinks and all things savory.
The ceviche was unique with the coconut milk and pork cracklings. The fish was incredibly tender and savory.
The crispy plantains added a bit of texture.
My shrimp dish was phenomenal. It had a bit of sweetness from the coconut rice but the lemongrass and pepper sauce dialed it down.
My husband’s “mac & sea” was incredibly rich and decadent. Definitely a diet buster!!
After dinner, we headed to Townhouse for some post dinner dessert and drinks. It was renowned for being one of the top bars in the city, and it did not disappoint.
It had beautiful rooftop views of the city and we were definitely with the “in crowd.”
We ordered a few drinks and also a decadent Oreo dessert which admittedly took a little longer to be served.
After the additional sustenance, we walked around to experience a bit more of the city’s vibe, but we somehow meandered outside of the city walls and into a much grittier part of town so we decided to flag down a taxi and head back to the hotel for the evening.
The next morning, we had a 10 a.m. old city tour so we headed out shortly after breakfast and decided to walk instead of taking a cab or uber so that we could work off our breakfast. It wasn’t as daunting of a walk as the morning prior. Heading north seemed and felt safer as the more touristy part of town was in that vicinity. We passed by a few military personnel taking a meal break by the park, and surprisingly, the sidewalks and streets heading to the city center were not dilapidated and in excellent condition. Once we arrived at the designated meeting site, we waited until more people had congregated before the tour began.
Cartagena’s history was similar to Curacao’s where we had just spent Christmas. As with many colonies, the city was sieged, plundered and their natural resources were taken.
Many of the indigenous people were killed to make room for some wealthy and privileged people who opted to stay and take over the best parts of the city. Our guide, Elis, was great, very boisterous and quite funny so it was definitely time well spent. She regaled us with stories about pirates and privateers burning down the main city, and the natives being slaughtered, tortured or purified during the Spanish Inquisition. The Cartagenans took pride in surviving all the horrific crimes committed against their people. Financial success though has evaded the majority of the population. In present day, 75% are considered lower class while the remaining fall in the middle and upper class so there’s still a huge gap of socioeconomic disparity.
After the enlightening tour, we headed to La Cevicheria where many moons ago, Anthony Bourdain dined. We ordered quite a few items from the menu, perhaps too many as the portions were huge.
The tasty light, crispy potato chips served with the hot picante sauce and mild mustard sauce started out our gourmet experience.
The Colombian mixed ceviche was their specialty and did not disappoint. The shrimp was plump and the fish was cubed, sitting in a lime, parsley marinade. The shrimp brava was a beautiful surprise.
The shrimp had a bit of paprika and the sauce had smoky tomato base. The slices of avocado added a nice creamy and pop of contrasting color to the dish.
The lobster paella was massive. Two half lobster tails were served atop a bed of shrimp, squid, mussels, clams, bell peppers and savory wet Spanish rice.
After lunch, we took a taxi back to our hotel and had a brief rest before heading to the gym for an afternoon workout. Once we checked that off our list, we went back to our room to get ready for dinner.
The economic disparity mentioned in our city tour became readily apparent when we decided to walk to dinner in the Old City at night. Though it was wonderful to see how the locals spent their leisure time, seeing the street activities, the hordes of people with their friends and family, walking through dark and ominous alleyways was a stark contrast to our dinner experience at Cande which was the most upscale restaurant we visited.
All the patrons were dressed to the nines, men were required to wear closed toe shoes and some of the women even brought their designer bags. The venue oozed of privilege.
We were served with a starter of what appeared to be a donut. It was warm, sugary with a hint of anise. It had a slightly mealy texture and was incredibly unique.
The appetizer guiso de mariscos del Mercado seafood stew was delicious, had a creamy tomato base with perfectly cooked pieces of shrimp, conch and squid.
My crab dish was savory with almost a stew like consistency alongside the chunks of crab. The red sauce added a bit of bitterness to each bite.
My husband’s fish dish was cheesy and a bit more dense with shredded potatoes on top of the sweet black coconut rice. What followed was my husband’s review of his entree. “It’s the best dish I’ve ever had. Every bite is just great. Deliciouso!”
For dessert, the coconut pie was served warm and was literally just shreds of coconut. The chocolate drops added a bittersweet bite. The ice cream was tart which was an interesting contrast but might have been too overpowering for the dish. Vanilla may have been a more complimentary option.
In addition to the delicious food, there were several performers and dancers who meandered throughout the restaurant wearing vibrant over-the top costumes which was quite entertaining and made for a lively and festive dinner experience.
The next morning, we decided to head to the fort. I considered walking, but it was a really warm morning. When we arrived downstairs, the concierge mentioned that the white and green vehicles often parked in the hotel’s driveway were the most honest of all rideshares in the city. The drivers have a fixed rate regardless of time and traffic. He offered us a ride in one that was available, and we headed off to our destination.
Once we paid for our entrance tickets, we opted to hire a tour guide on site. Ulysses was an older gentleman who had a lot of zest and enthusiasm in the city’s history. Cartagena was the second oldest city in Colombia and established in 1533. He mentioned that the fort was designed from top to bottom by a Dutch architect named Richard Carr. There were seven small forts inside the big fort with 65 cannons. The Spanish came and took the gold, silver and emeralds from the Indians and shipped them to Spain. From then on out, the city was plagued with pirates robbing the city and Spain, France and England besieged Cartagena with battles for control of the city. The fort was built as a means for the Spanish and Cartagenans to protect their families and homes. During one of the battles, they had a stroke of luck when the British drank water and got diarrhea, yellow fever, malaria and tropical disease. However, for the other attacks, the fort had very strategically placed defenses at various levels. There were areas where soldier could hide and shoot from a concealed area or angles which shielded the shooters from being seen by intruders above.
The soldiers spent months in the tunnel adjusting to the darkness so they would have the advantage of finding their way in times of battle.
Each section of the fort had canons specifically pointed in certain strategic angles for maximum protection. Some canons were designed to move left to right which gave them more flexibility in warding off attackers. It was a fascinating education and insight into how the people came together to protect their city from invaders.
After our tour, we got a ride back into town to have a much more humble and reasonably priced lunch at 1595. It had a beautiful courtyard which had outdoor tables. Luckily, they also had air-conditioned indoor dining available. We ordered from their lunch menu.
The soup had a really nice savory flavor as it had beef bone, potatoes, celery, carrots, pepper. It reminded me of traditional Filipino soups that cooked on the stove for hours.
My fish entree was almost like a fish chowder, thick and creamy with celery and onions. Accompanying the lightly breaded fish filet was a large serving of rice, a small salad and possibly red sweetened plantains.
My husband’s chicken and mushroom was also exceptional. The chicken breast had been pounded and cooked in a creamy mushroom sauce.
The rest of the accompaniments were the same.
We were also served a small serving of a refreshing jello dessert.
After lunch, we had our first of two massages at Uraku Spa. I had a massage from a pregnant lady who was phenomenal. My husband and I each opted for the 90-minute deep tissue massage and by the time we headed out, we were utterly relaxed.
We took a taxi back to our hotel and had a snack in the hotel’s lounge and brief rest before getting ready for dinner.
Originally, we had dinner reservations at Mardeleva which was renowned for their coconut shrimp but during our city tour, we met a family who had recently dined at Carmen and gave it rave reviews. I had read about it but thought it was a bit expensive but hearing them describe the dishes, I opted to try to put us on the waitlist. After we were dropped off in front of Mardeleva, I received a WhatsApp notification that a table was available for us at Carmen. Luckily, the restaurant wasn’t too far away so we practically ran to get there on time.
Carmen was like a beautiful jewelry box, and we were fortunately seated in their outdoor Spanish courtyard where we could listen to the musicians during our dinner service.
The complimentary plantain with fish and coffee tasted more like a dessert than a starter. It tasted sour but with a strong coffee undercurrent and also a bit tart. One would never think to pair all these three flavors together but it worked and was exceptional!!
The fish had a slightly crisp exterior, immersed in a coconut sauce with a risotto which was perfectly al dente.
The short rib was tender, served with a sprinkling of chives giving it a sweet flavor. The mashed potatoes beneath had a creamy texture with an oyster aftertaste. It was yet another fantastic dining experience in the Old City.
On our fourth day, we decided to take the morning off and just lounge at the hotel. We ate breakfast, worked out at the gym and then lounged and ate lunch by the pool. The lower level pool was much more expansive and had a bar and restaurant adjoining it. It was really nice to just decompress and enjoy the hotel and its amenities.
Later in the afternoon, we headed back into town for a walking tour of Getsemani. It was a transitional neighborhood which had beautifully vibrant murals and a very lively local scene.
We watched a group of guys playing dominoes, saw artists selling their work and observed patrons visiting the local restaurants and bars. Our tour guide even took us to his home where we watched his grandson play soccer in the streets. He shared that at one point, the area was populated with drug dealers and in a calculated measure to push them out and make it more habitable, they put up the beautiful umbrellas at the top of the street where the drugs were being sold and built a playground around the corner, creating a more festive and family-oriented neighborhood where parents could feel safe raising their kids.
After our tour, we walked over to our dinner reservation at El Arsenal.
They had my name on a lit tablet at the table reserved for us which was a lovely touch.
Since it was a rum bar, we did sample a few. For dinner, we started with the seared sesame tuna with salad. The ahi seared tuna was a dish I made at home on a weekly basis, and I have to say my homemade version was better and more flavorful. However, the orzo was spectacular. It had cheese and veggies, and was really herbaceous. The steak was fine, a bit thick but still tender. The chicken was also good but not great. Overall, El Arsenal was fine but compared with the other exceptional restaurants, it left a bit to be desired. The staff though, was incredibly hospitable and gracious during our visit.ß
Our last full day in Cartagena was New Year’s Eve, and we headed back into the Old City too try out Mardeleva which we spontaneously skipped the other evening in favor of the last-minute reservation at Carmen. Unfortunately, as luck would have it, Mardeleva was closed for lunch as it was preparing for the New Year’s Eve dinner service. Luckily, we ran into Elis, our boisterous city tour guide, and she recommended Mistura which was around the corner.
There was a short line outside the restaurant, because it wasn’t yet open. Once the doors opened, they began seating people immediately. They asked us if we had a reservation which we did not, but they sat us anyways. Seeing the dining room quickly fill up, we ordered right away.
The fried plantain starter was crisp and lightly salted which somehow negated the sweetness.
The shrimp appetizer was served atop a cornbread unlike any I’ve ever tasted. It almost reminded me of a polenta cake.
The shrimp was nice, plump and smoky and the creamy tangy sauce had a bit of an earthy flavor from the chives and a bit of saltiness from stripes of bacon softened by the coconut cream.
The rice dish was phenomenal. The oyster sauce gave it a dark tint and a bit of saltiness and the mushrooms made it super creamy. The shrimp had parmesan sprinkled throughout. If there was a perfect dish, this would be it. The choreography of the service was unparalleled. There were two members of the staff who stood against the window and wall who were assigned the watch the tables and clear as necessary. Mistura was a phenomenal dining experience.
After lunch, we headed to our second and final massage at Uraku which once again was blissfully relaxing. Then we headed back to the hotel to get ready and went back out to the Old City for our evening’s festivities.
For our New Year’s Eve dinner, we opted to dine on the rooftop at Mar Y Zielo. The year prior, I had done some research on the most cost-effective dinners in town and the restaurant had received high marks for its value and quality. I had prepaid for the dinner so there was nothing to do but enjoy the food and the atmosphere.
The complimentary bread was nutty and the spread gave it a creamy texture.
The first starter was a nice crispy pop of something with a creamy hummus type side.
The second starter was akin to a chicken empanada which was tender and savory. The banana leaf rice dish was nice and savory and tasted like it was mixed with beans. I tasted a bit of beef once I delved more into it.
At one point, the chef of the evening who was flown in from Bogota came out to greet us which was a very pleasant surprise.
To top off the night, we were treated to a spectacular fireworks show at midnight with all the patrons ending up dancing around the restaurant in merriment. Not wanting to be up too late as our flight was scheduled for the next morning, we started heading out and noticed that the entire restaurant shared the same menu and that every table was fully. The merriment was definitely in full swing on the streets of the Old City as well. Restaurants had long tables in the middle of the road, people were dancing and partying on the streets, and it was such a festive vibe.
Looking back, Cartagena is probably one of my favorite cities. We thoroughly enjoyed learning about their history, seeing the sights and enjoying their exceptional culinary delights. However, I do recognize that Cartagena is not for everybody. There are definitely some unsavory characters and sketchy areas, but that can be said about many cosmopolitan cities. Cartagena just had an energy that can only be described as pulsating, spirited and strong willed. Looking forward to returning in the very near future!
Our first time visiting the beautiful island of Curacao was well over 15 years ago as a cruise port. I remember being mesmerized by the colorful buildings set in juxtaposition to the waterway. It was the first time I was exposed to the Dutch architecture and colorway and something about those buildings and their bright pastel colors just made me happy.
When the opportunity to return to the island presented itself, we immediately seized it. It was Christmas 2021, and we were on holiday at Sandals Antigua. It was our first Sandals experience, and they offered a substantial discount to book the next vacation while on-site. Sandals Royal Curacao had not yet opened and the cost was a fraction of what we had spent on the Antigua vacation so we placed a small deposit and planned our next adventure.
It wasn’t until October of 2022 that I started plotting our holiday vacation. I read on online that driving in Curacao was seamless. We didn’t need an international driver license, and everybody raved about Just Drive Curacao as the best car rental company on the island. I booked a car online and received a confirmation that payment would be due on arrival.
Upon arriving at the airport, we exited the terminal, veered right, walked until the sidewalk ended and crossed the street to the rental car shuttle pickup spot. After about a 10–15-minute wait, we were picked up by the shuttle, driven a few minutes away and dropped off in front of the office while our bags were placed in the trunk of our rental. The transaction was seamless. We headed into the office, signed a few forms, was advised which app to use for our navigation and off we went. It took a bit over an hour to get to the resort as it was rush-hour traffic, and the roads were quite narrow.
The Sandals Royal Curacao resort was ensconced in a secure secluded gated community. We were allowed to park for free in the parking lot to the right side of the resort’s main lobby. It took a few minutes for us to be attended to as several people were checking in at the same time. Once everything was squared away, we headed to the food trucks oceanside for some much-needed sustenance.
We ordered from all three trucks.
Kisha was the Asian fusion truck which offered bao, bowls and curries.
We selected the yakiniku beef which was savory but the meat was a bit tough.
The chicken bao was fluffy and the chicken was tender but the Asian flavor and seasonings were a bit off.
From La Palma, we ordered the patatas brava which were crispy and smoky, served with tangy aioli. We also ordered the gambas al ajillo.
The perfectly cooked shrimp had a bit of heat from the chili.
My personal favorite though was the steak I ordered from Toteki as it was lightly seasoned, tender and served with crispy fries.
There was a bar in the same section as the food trucks so we took it as a sign to order our first vacation drink.
After unpacking, settling in and getting a bit of a rest, we headed to Gatsu Gatsu, the Japanese sushi restaurant, for our first dinner. We started with a few appetizers.
The chicken karaage was lightly battered and given a bit more umph by the chili sauce.
The tempura was expertly fried with a crispy exterior retaining a moist interior.
We also ordered a ramen bowl which was served with a thinly sliced savory sliver of pork set in the creamy milky broth.
Next up was the spicy tuna hand roll which was quite traditionally prepared. The ahi albacore salad had a bit of pop as it was topped with masago eggs giving it a slightly salty bite and had a bit of silkiness from the sesame dressing. The salmon sashimi was a bit thicker than the norm but it was surprisingly tender due to the sushi chef’s expert knife skills. The seared tuna carpaccio was served with a bright pink middle and was extra spicy due to the wasabi but unfortunately, the texture wasn’t quite on point as the carpaccio was sliced too thick. Next up was the lobster roll which was densely packed with the various ingredients and served with a tangy sauce on top. We also ordered a salmon roll which was on par with the quality of the lobster. The creamy pepper jack roll which was unique and cheesier than the other two rolls though clearly not traditional Japanese fare. Of everything we sampled, the ramen, spicy tuna hand roll and salad were my favorites from our dinner.
On our first full day at the resort, we opted to have breakfast at Aolos, the beachside restaurant.
The quality of my breakfast steak was similar to the prior day’s meal from the food truck. I asked for cheese to be added to the side of eggs I ordered which gave it a creamier texture. The accompanying hash browns were served piping hot and crispy.
My husband ordered a shrimp, mushroom, spinach, pepper, pepper jack cheese omelet which was dense and packed with flavor.
We spent the morning checking out the manmade beach area. Some of the beach chairs were shielded from the sun by thatched huts.
The strip of sand also had kayaks, and there were a few round large mesh floaties in the middle of the water. The water was a bit chilly at first but with the hot sun, we acclimated shortly thereafter. The downside was the lack of clarity of the water so after a while we hopped onto a few of the mesh floaties and chatted with a few of the other guests.
For lunch, we opted to dine at The Strand which was located beachside of the resort.
We started off with a cobb salad which was served with fresh crisp lettuce, bacon bits, a sliced hard-boiled egg and lightly seasoned grilled chicken breast.
The appetizer of choice was the bittenballen which was quite unique and was similar to a hush puppy but had a creamy savory filling. Our server mentioned that it was a local favorite but sadly, it did not resonate with our taste buds.
The grilled fish was a thick fillet which was served with a cream sauce and capers. Oddly, the fish seemed a bit tough or perhaps not completely thawed out in the middle.
The jerk chicken was a decent portion and was as spicy as one would expect. The Strand was fine, but service was rather slow.
After the midday meal, we ventured into the gym for our daily workout. As the resort officially opened just six months prior, the equipment still looked new, except for one piece of equipment which seemed to be a bit sticky.
We started off with a short cardio workout on the side-by-side ellipticals and then did a full upper body set using machines and free weights.
After an hour, we headed back to our room to change for our favorite leisure activity at the resort: hanging out at the infinity pool.
That evening, as return customers, we were invited to a loyalty dinner which began with sunset cocktails and outdoor music as well as photo sessions. We were then escorted to one of the ballrooms where there was a presentation throughout the dinner applauding the various levels of loyalty. We were served from a prix fixe menu which seemed fine but nothing stood out as exemplary.
The starter carrot soup wouldn’t have been my first choice but it was quite creamy and sweet. The croutons added a bit of crunch.
My substitution request for the melon salad was just a regular salad.
The lobster was pretty good but the steak was an inferior cut of beef, tough and fatty with very little edible meat. The mashed potatoes were creamy and had a bit of sweetness from the carrot purée sauce.
The cheesecake on its own was phenomenal but the popcorn served alongside was odd and bitter. I took the meringue off of the dish as it didn’t seem like a good pairing for the dessert. The dark chocolate though was quite good.
Because we didn’t feel we experienced enough umami, we opted for a second dinner at Gatsu. We ordered a solid favorite, the shrimp tempura, as well as the savory shrimp wonton soup and the prior night’s spicy tuna hand roll as well as the crisp shrimp tempura hand roll, the seared tuna roll and salmon lover roll. All were pretty good though I think the hand rolls were superior.
New to us and not available the night before was the chicken and beef ishiyaki. Both were solid and required some self-grilling.
My husband ended the meal with 3 sampler mochis which he enjoyed.
The next morning we had our first breakfast at Pietra and sampled from their breakfast buffet and their made-to-order omelet station. The food was solid fare but the best part was the orange juice machine by the beverage stand and being able to watch the juice squeezed from the oranges and poured into your glass.
After breakfast, we headed out for our first self-guided island exploration. It took just under half an hour for us to drive to Mambo Beach from Sandals which was a fairly easy drive with very little traffic at that early hour. Parking was plentiful, and the area was easy to navigate. We chose the beachfront restaurant, Riley for its proximity from the walkway and the restroom by the main entrance as well as for its well- stocked bar and its well-equipped beach which had thatched huts shielding the beach chairs.
We paid $5 per chair and $3.50 each for admittance to the beach. We were greeted by a lovely gentleman who would be our server during our stay.
Rider served us our burger with fries and chicken quesadilla. The pigeons hovered aggressively and unsuccessfully made attempts to hop onto our beach chairs to have a few nibbles of our meals.
The water was quite chilly upon entering but became refreshing as the day wore on. Overall, Mambo was a winner, and we would definitely recommend a trek to this beachside community.
We returned to the resort to unwind and ready ourselves for dinner at Pietra.
Our beef lasagne was perfectly cooked, savory and herbaceous with a creamy tomato base.
The chicken parmesan had an abundant amount of spaghetti with crispy moist chicken which was breaded heavily like a fried chicken breast. The tomato sauce was plentiful and added a nice contrast.
After dinner, we caught the tail end of the beach show which was a tribute to the 80s.
There was a Michael Jackson stage performance and then there was a piano sing-along in the main bar followed by shots with new friends.
At around 10:30 p.m. we ordered a pizza from Pietra which was right below the main bar and had it as a late-night snack, soaking up all the alcohol we had ingested.
The next morning, for breakfast, we once again dined at the breakfast buffet at Pietra after which we took a quick morning nap before heading to the gym for our daily workout.
Then we headed back to Pietra for lunch. The order took close to 40 minutes to arrive and they all came at the same time.
The mahi mahi was a thick filet, perfectly cooked with fries crispy.
The shrimp Caesar had a lot of Parmesan cheese sprinkles throughout but not heavily dressed, and the shrimp was cooked just long enough that it wasn’t transparent.
The cheese ravioli was the standout with a super creamy gooey ricotta center.
After our lunch, we readied ourselves for our late afternoon adventure in town.
I had previously booked a free walking tour of Punda Vibes which only occurred in the late afternoon/evening on Thursdays in the center of town. We met our guide, Gabriel, who gave us a very detailed history of the background of the island.
He mentioned that the island was embroiled in the battle for wealth and dominance in the English, Dutch and French wars. The other side of the waterway had slaves from Venezuela, St. Maarten and Africa. The Punda Vibes side housed the Governor, delineating a socioeconomic divide in the island’s early history. The rule of the land in olden times was each married couple was obligated to have 2 boys and 2 girls at a minimum. Gabriel also shared that the Jewish side of that part of town had different and stricter laws which resulted in some instances sentencing offenders to two years in prison. There once was a prison which in current day is now a bank. Though Curacao no longer has a prison, if one commits a crime in present day, that person is forced to get a tattoo to let others know that he/she has committed an offense akin to the “Scarlett Letter.” The local language on the island in present day is a combination of all the languages: Dutch, English, Portuguese, Spanish.
The island’s current doctors are either Dutch or Colombian and speak Latin. Nurses also have to speak and understand Latin and be able to translate the doctor’s orders or advice to the patient’s dialect. After our tour, we thanked Gabriel for the education and headed back to the resort.
We chose Zuka for dinner that Thursday evening.
The tortilla soup had a thick tomato base with a bit of cheese.
Our starter quesadilla had a jalapeño flavor but fortunately wasn’t overly spicy.
The ceviche was my favorite as it was light, fresh and citrusy. Our entrees arrived shortly thereafter.
On my dish, the pork skin was crispy and both the pork meat and short rib were tender.
My husband’s chicken entrée was sumptuous and moist with tomato and celery flavorings.
Our third shared entrée, the red snapper was a thick cut, served crispy on the outside but had a flaky interior. Its chorizo accompaniment was tasty as well.
The first dessert was like pillows of heaven with a tart aftertaste. It was called pastelists de guayaba.
The second dessert, the apple fig colada, was refreshing and served as a palate cleanser of sorts.
Our third dessert, the tres leches had a light texture and was sprinkled with coconut shreds.
The next day, Friday, we headed out for our longest road trip in Curacao to the north west section.
First, after an hour on the road, we parked our car on the side of the road and crossed the narrow street to check out the local flamingos. We were going to check out the turtles on the other side of the island but as it turns out, the road was closed so we headed to our third destination, Grote Knip. We had no issues finding our way, thanks to our local navigation app.
There was plenty of parking and once we were at the top of the hill, we looked down and could see the magnificent almost fluorescent blue waters below us. I had never seen that deep of a turquoise color before and collectively, we have been to many Caribbean, south Pacific and Asian beaches. It literally was the color of a blue curacao drink.
We made our way down to the beach and paid the fee for the beach chairs and umbrella.
Once we were settled, I headed up to the snack bar up the hill.
I ordered a double burger which honestly tasted like fake meat.
Fortunately, I had selected the chicken plate with salad for my husband which was a much better selection.
It was incredibly relaxing being there and in hindsight, we should have brought our snorkel gear or rented a pair because that was an excellent location for exploring the underwater sights. After about an hour or so, I noticed that the dark, ominous clouds headed in our direction and decided to head back to the resort. Just as we reached the car, the sky opened up and started to pour. As with all tropical destinations, the rain was short lived and dissipated as we were leaving.
After some R&R at the resort, we headed to Butch’s for dinner.
The bacon on my dish was incredibly tender and savory, no knife needed, and had the perfect melding of flavors and texture. The warm salad served alongside was a pretend healthy accompaniment as the volume of bacon far outweighed any healthy aspirations.
The shrimp appetizer was perfectly cooked and garlicky.
The crabcake, as my husband pointed out, had an excessive amount of breading but the crab meat portion was quite good.
The filet was tender, juicy and perfectly cooked at medium and the lobster was unbelievably tender and moist.
The truffle fries were spectacularly crispy, and the brussels sprouts were tender.
The wrapped chicken breast was surprisingly fully cooked and moist.
The mushroom tasted earthy, juicy and savory, and the mashed potatoes which we quickly devoured and forgot to capture on camera were incredibly creamy and buttery.
The chocolate sin cake had three layers: the top was a light mousse, the middle was a slightly bitter dense section and the bottom was a crispy crust. The vanilla ice cream which accompanied it had a nearly spongy texture.
Saturday morning we headed to Willemsted for our second walking tour which coincidentally was once again with our prior guide, Gabriel.
He shared a few fun facts about that side of the island. 1) The right side of the plaza was Italy. The left side was deemed as Paris. 2) Sushi translated means trash or poop. 3) Laraja tree is where blue Curacao comes from. 4) On Otrabande, when the Dutch bought half of Punda, the Jewish people moved across the waterway and established their businesses on the other side where they sold their wares for a fraction to sell to the slaves who lived on that side of the island.
To save on daily expenses, the Jewish business owners lived above their businesses.
Near the end of the tour, we observed the opening and closing of the bridge and watched as some people foolishly tried to run across to make it to the other side which was amusing and infuriating at the same time.
A bit tired and hungry, we opted to stay for a bite at La Boheme and invited our guide to join us for lunch.
The food was quite good but during lunch, we experienced another downpour and had to switch to a more shielded table as we were seated outside, exposed to the elements. Again, it didn’t last very long and as soon as it stopped raining, the sun came out in full force.
That night, which was Christmas Eve, we had a 7 p.m. reservation for dinner at Vincent. Upon arriving, we knew that we’d be on the slow roll as we arrived at 7:10 p.m., 10 minutes late for our reservation, and nobody came to greet us til 7:17. By 7:58 p.m., our orders had not been taken.
Crystal, the restaurant’s bartender, had served us 2 vodka martinis at that point as a pre-apology. I walked across to complain at Club Sandals that at 7:58 p.m. we hadn’t been greeted by our server or had our orders taken let alone received bread service which eventually arrived at 8:14 p.m., almost an hour after being seated. At some point during my walks to Club Sandals, I stopped a server who immediately took our order. It was as if the servers didn’t know which tables were theirs or were advised by the hostess that their section had been seated.
Starters arrived at 8:19 pm.
The mushroom bisque was quite good and savory.
The beef bresaola was the proper texture and a bit salty.
The petite iceberg was crisp and fresh, served with a side of tasty bacon.
By 8:51 p.m., no entrees had arrived. Nearly 2 hours after being seated, at 9 p.m., our main dishes were served.
My sole meuniere was good, flaky, lightly breaded, and fries were perfectly crispy. The sprinkling of mini shrimp atop were nice and plump.
My husband’s steak was tender and juicy and the mashed potatoes were incredibly creamy.
Liza, a manager or supervisor, came over at 9:10 p.m. and by that point, I was screaming at how terrible the service was, and she was pleading with me to keep the voice down. I told her to talk to the lobby of people waiting as I let them know they should just leave or expect to eat by midnight, and I pointed out that she didn’t stop by earlier when she spoke with the diners seated at the tables alongside ours when she initially entered the premises and that perhaps if somebody had made a scene earlier, things wouldn’t have deteriorated as they had. I asked why nobody had communicated to the guests that it would be a 3 hour wait, that perhaps they overbooked the restaurant, or maybe the menu was too ambitious and couldn’t be served during a normal dinner service. Were they short staffed? If so, they should communicate and let guests know that perhaps they should dine elsewhere. As it was, we were missing the 9 p.m. show. She advised me that the manager would be speaking with us during breakfast service and asked for our room number and when we would be dining at Butch’s in the morning.
Dessert arrived at 9:35 pm. The marshmallow was quite chewy, as it should be. The chocolate pot de creme had a bit of liquor aftertaste.
The profiterole was fine but nothing to write home about.
On our last full day at the resort, Christmas Day, we headed to Butch’s, where we previously had our fantastic steakhouse dinner. The coffee at Butch’s is different from the other breakfast establishments on the resort. The orange juice was refreshing though it’s not freshly squeezed like at Pietra. Troy’s parfait was beautifully presented and his omelet was cooked perfectly. My breakfast hash was quite tasty and was a fairly generous portion. Troy finished off with a yummy apple short stack Paula was our server and she was beyond lovely. To close the loop from the night prior, no manager arrived to discuss our dinner at Vincent.
For lunch, we ate at Pietra. The tomato soup was piping hot and the crispy croutons were a nice accompaniment. My cheeseburger was perfectly cooked with extra crispy bacon. Troy’s cobb salad had a perfect ratio of bacon, tomato, chicken, egg and lettuce. His mac n cheese was stellar and had a bit of bite from the red bell pepper. The chocolate cake was light and airy. The fruit tarte was creamy with shredded coconut sprinkles.
For our pre-dinner snack, we headed back to where we started our culinary journey: the food trucks. From the Spanish tapa truck emerged a paella which tasted like it was cooked in chicken broth with the shrimp adding a bit of texture and protein. From Toteki, we ordered a polenta cake was crisp and fish had a tomato and bell pepper flavor.
On our last night, we once again dined at Pietra. The spaghetti and meatballs were savory. The alfredo was very creamy and eggy. Our salmon was moist, tender and lightly seasoned with salt and pepper.
In sum, Sandals Royal Curacao is my favorite of all-inclusive resorts we have ever visited.
Sandals in general is the top tier of all similar resorts but our experience in Curacao, except for one unfortunate dinner experience at Vincent and few delays at other dining venues, was filled with exceptionally attentive, courteous and friendly interactions with the staff. The positivity in Curacao alone elevated our stay. It made for a very merry Christmas!
Here’s my secret for finding the new restaurant eats: I subscribe to Eater and Infatuation and I regularly receive emails of openings and reviews. However, and no offense to my fellow foodies, but I have a different standard, and I don’t always agree with their recos. On the Xuntos front, I’m 100% “aligned” which by the way is ad agency/marketing speak, now that I’m professionally back in that sphere.
Xuntos is located in Downtown Santa Monica which, in my teens and 20s, was one of my favorite hangouts. Now part of the area has been surrendered to and relegated to the homeless encampments while the oceanside still caters to the elite. Walking to Xuntos with my Lady Dior from the public parking garage on 4th made me reevaluate my luxury bag choice for the night. However, upon arriving at the restaurant, I was very pleasantly surprised at the upscale environment.
My husband was already seated as I dropped him off to locate parking.
When I arrived, my husband’s wine choice for me was promptly served. It was their driest white wine offering which had a bit of zest and grapefruit tartness.
The complimentary olive starter served with the drinks had a bit of kick with a peppercini flavor.
We started off with the ham and grilled cheese sandwich. The “bikini jamon” was phenomenal! Cheesy, gooey, slightly sweet, with shaved sweet slices of jamon in the center. We ended up ordering two because it was that good!
Next up was the gazpacho which was delicious, refreshing, creamy, tart, a bit sour with hints of the freshness of cucumber, truly unique and perfect for a hot summer day.
Our first main dish was the garlic shrimp which was beautifully presented, steaming hot with sliced baguette on the side. The shrimp had a bit of heat and the oil from the pan served as a nice dipping sauce for the bread. The shrimp was small but plump and tender.
Next up was the squid ink pasta which was creamy, tart from the lemon juice and tomato purée.
The patatas bravas were served piping hot, crispy with a drizzle of sour cream, chives and tomato purée.
The finale was the steak which was lightly salted, tender and juicy, with a bit of chimichurri herbs, caper sauce and rock salt on top.
All the menu items from start to finish were exceptional. It’s been a while since all the notes, from the service to the quality of the food, hit all the right marks. As my childhood piano teacher would say after an excellent performance, three gold stars to Xuntos!
At the beginning of the year, I made a list of local restaurants that we hadn’t dined at which seemed interesting. The list has grown exponentially as restaurants have opened throughout the year. Tapizon was added to the list early on but we somehow never made it there until recently and what a pleasant surprise it was. First, it’s in the pocket of what looks like middle town USA in the heart of a El Segundo. The exterior of the restaurant has an entire wall that was a beautiful colorful mural.
The interior of the restaurant looked like a little jewel box. We came on a Saturday as I saw online that they had live performers. The bossa nova vibes combined with the beautiful decor made it seem like we were whisked away to a more exotic land.
After drinks were ordered and served, our starters arrived shortly thereafter.
The Caesar salad was creamy, cheesy with seeds which added a bit of earthiness to it.
The black bean soup was the better starter between the two as it was hearty and robust with flavor with a bit of tartness.
My husband’s grilled chicken was quite savory, chock full of flavor and tender. The coconut rice was fluffy and mildly flavored.
My fries were herbaceous and crispy. The brisket tasted smoky and was incredibly tender and the brown rice provided a nice bed for the beef juices. The silkiness of the beans and the creamy yolk worked in harmony with the rest of the dish.
We also received a complimentary dessert. The injera style flatbread was a bit chewy, warm, almost had an English muffin texture. It was served with ice cream, berries in the middle, chocolate drizzled on top and some whipped cream on the side, definitely unique and a dessert unlike no other and not overly sweet.
Tapizon is definitely a great value dinner experience, and we would jump at the chance to return. The owner, Eric, came by and chatted with us for a while.
He had a military background and flew planes which explained the plane fountain at the front of the restaurant. Eric was a New York transplant and had previously not been familiar with El Segundo but all that changed when the property became available and he decided to set up shop. We didn’t discuss how he came up with the restaurant’s concept but we are sure glad he decided to make El Segundo and Tapizon his next project as it was definitely a hidden neighborhood gem that we are happy to share with as many people who will listen.
Best Bet is housed on Washington Blvd in the former AFrame location. I didn’t realize the new restaurant was opening until the weekend prior when I was heading to Handy J for a car wash and I tried for nearly a week to get a dinner reservation. Luckily, the reservation gods deemed me worthy enough to get a spot, and the plan was hatched to try out Bet Bet for our Friday dinner. I dropped off my husband prior to looking for parking as I knew it would take a while but upon entering the restaurant, we were immediately seated, and shortly thereafter, our orders were taken.
Our drinks arrived first followed shortly by the dishes.
The fried chicken was served lukewarm, was incredibly juicy and cheesy with a bit of sweetness which was a bit surprising.
The garlic knots were served piping hot and had a crispy garlicky exterior. Its accompanying tomato sauce dip was a bit chunky and tart.
The meatballs were fire, literally mouth on fire from the temperature. The herbaceous tender morsels of meat were served in a bed of cheesy sauce which my husband commented was similar to a fondue.
The cacio e peppe had a bit of a salty bite from the pink peppercorn and was served al dente.
The Godzilla pizza was perfect, hit all the right notes, smoky, savory, meaty and silky.
The enigma, to be honest, was not our favorite. It was missing a crucial ingredient, like perhaps bits of garlic shrimp in the interior as it was just a calzone with pesto filling which oozed out as soon the crispy exterior was pulled apart. The crust had a dense black sesame and white rock salt exterior which made it a bit more interesting but otherwise, the dish was a miss. Bellies full, we passed on dessert.
What made our dining experience exemplary was the attentiveness and response time of the staff. Although they had been open only a few days, they worked seamlessly and in unison with each other, from the two hostesses, our server and the two restaurant managers helping clear tables. It felt like a well-oiled machine rather than a newbie to the neighborhood. All in all, we thought the restaurant was a hit and would happily return with friends.
So glad we were able to visit during its opening week as we met Chef Jason Neroni and his wife who shared that they only allow reservations for half the restaurant and left the other half for walk-ins from people in the neighborhood. Truly a Best Bet for the city!
I had been wanting to try out Granville and even made a reservation or two only to cancel and push to a later date. At long last, we finally made our way to the WeHo establishment one Friday evening. It took us about 25 minutes to drive to the establishment and another 2 minutes to locate the valet parking which was behind the restaurant.
In Granville’s former life, it housed the now defunct Jerry’s Deli. On my last visit, Jerry Seinfeld was sitting in a corner booth, cracking jokes loudly for all to hear. Today, Granville is an expansive beautiful elevated casual restaurant with a gorgeous bar in the section where Jerry was ensconced with several areas allocated for dining.
Upon checking in for our reservation, we were asked by the hostess to wait while two other parties were seated. It only took a few minutes before we were escorted to our table.
Our server promptly greeted us and asked for our drink orders. When it was time to place our dinner order, as we were torn between a few dishes, we asked for her recommendations.
The first reco was the cheese toast and when dipped into the accompanying tomato bisque, it reminded me of happy childhood dreams. Even though we had asked for no onions, the grilled cheese sandwich was served with them, but somehow we didn’t mind as it gave the toast a bit of a sweet aftertaste. The tomato bisque had little chunks of tomato and was very mildly seasoned.
The next starter was the Brussels sprouts which had a dense center and a silky layer with a smoky, bitter aftertaste, served with slivers of almonds which added a bit of nuttiness to the dish. There was also a hint of citrusy sweetness which softened the bite of the dish.
The next recommendation was the bacon cheeseburger. I opted for a lettuce wrap. The smoked mozzarella was melted onto the medium cooked beef patty which was incredibly juicy and flavorful. The bacon was thick and well done. A small brown bag of uber crispy chips was served alongside the burger and was one of the best iterations of homemade chips I’ve ever tasted at a restaurant.
The third recommendation, which was the best of the bunch, was the ahi tuna dish. It arrived beautifully presented. In the center of the dish were two thick tuna filets which were beautifully pink in the middle and seared on the outside which was evenly coated with sesame seeds. The noodles added a nice soy flavor to the dish as well as a bit of heat. It was a delicious savory dish.
Granville is an elevated casual eatery. As their menu states, “come as you are.” They welcome a very attractive upwardly mobile but understated clientele. If that suits your mood, then we would highly recommend a dining experience for you at Granville. It can’t be beat!!
The newly opened 33 Taps has a very different vibe from its former iteration, City Tavern. Under new owners, the local sports bar offers a wide beer selection and a a small but varied food menu. There are two points of entry into the restaurant, from the back on Washington or from the front, on Culver. Upon entering at 5:30 p.m. on a Saturday afternoon, the middle section of the bar was packed with 20-30 somethings excitedly and happily chatting with their group of friends. This was a very different vibe from City Tavern which at 5 o’clock had to entice people with a happy hour menu. I noticed that the young crowd favored drinking to eating and the booths were filled with a slightly older crowd enjoying actual meals along with adult beverages. Upon being seated, my husband was asked for a credit card, requested to order everything by scanning the QR code and ordering through the platform. Once ordered, the beverages and food came out quickly.
Our first starter, the Brussels sprouts, had a slightly bitter smoky flavor but were perfectly cooked, not too crispy and not too mushy.
My husband’s chicken burrito arrived with chips and dipping sauces. The chicken burrito was beautifully presented with a nice nice cilantro sauce intermixed.
My lettuce wrap burger had a perfectly cooked beef patty covered by a thick crisp lettuce leaf and adorned with crunchy tater tots. Though the bacon could have been crispier, the mushrooms on top of the patty were plentiful, savory and silky and the Swiss cheese was melted onto the burger which was seasoned to perfection.
I was hesitant as 33 Taps’ menu seemed limited but what we ordered was expertly prepared and presented so no complaints on that front. 33 Taps is walk in only which could become problematic during peak dining times but if they can maintain the level of service from the kitchen staff to the servers, it will be a quick turnaround on orders once seated. We would happily return to this local haunt and are happy they’ve joined the neighborhood!
Grace Gambin
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