Thursday, August 8, 2013

Father's Office--Culver City

310-202-6808

Wow.  My first post about LA.  Well, sort of LA, in that it is or isn't, I've never really understood the whole LA neighborhood thing.  Is it a borough?  Is it a separate city?  Anyway, I went to many bars, and the Cheesecake Factory, but this was the only restaurant worthy of the Iconman.

I was not alone in this dinner, I had a 300 lbs professional bowler, a gimpy Englishman, a retired golf pro, and a dude from Georgia all with me.  And perhaps that's where the fun began, as it was seat yourself first come first serve.  We were five, and practically every table that could seat five had some fit, tan, romantic couple hogging the seats.  After a few failed attempts we realized we did not understand this laid back approach to seating, and contemplated giving up as we were unable to move people off despite our brash and aggressive our NY sensibilities.  It was nothing short of awkward.  It was actually quite taller than awkward.

Eventually, after displacing some surfer bra from Hawaii and his hot sister, we were able to get a toe hold on a bench table and were offensive enough to chase away everyone else.  And then we ate.  The food was quite good.  Burgers, lamb kabobs, etc.,, all of it tasty and hot.  And judging by how hard it was to muscle in for a seat, this is probably the norm.