Nancy Silverton Was There; Mario Batali Was Not

This web site was originally supposed to be kind of about Los Angeles.  Things quickly devolved into profanity and boob pictures, but back in the day it was at least ostensibly about the city I live in, the city of angels.

In a nod to the days before all the posts were about lots of booze and one small mutt, I wanted to tell you about a nifty little novelty that has popped up on The L.A. Restaurant Scene.

To celebrate Dave's new job, I made a resbian at Osteria Mozza, which is still pretty much reigning as the rad restaurant of the moment.  It was very delicious, and the space was beautiful.  But the part that was worth remarking upon was the doggie bag layaway.

Being a dainty flower, I was unable to finish my entree.  When I asked them to pack it for the road, they did, but instead of bringing a box or a molded foil swan, I got a small, stylish square of cardboard.

Claim check!  This way, I could collect my remaining ravioli on my way out at the end of the evening, rather than have them clutter the experience during dessert, cheese, coffee, and other requisite delicate flower courses.

It was pretty rad.

Comments

[Chris Cactus]

A resbian? Is that, like, two chicks who make reservations together? Not that there's anything wrong with that.