Tired from a long day at work, I began rummaging my fridge earlier this evening, searching for ingredients for a simple, quick, yet healthy non-microwavable dinner. Coachella is only a few weeks away, and I am trying to slim down for the big event. Ever since I started living on my own and buying my own groceries, I have consciously made an effort to stock my fridge with lots of veggies, tofu, all sorts of fish, white meat… which have been predominantly successful with the exception of me always having at least two pints of ice creams if I’m going to be totally honest. Lately, I can’t get enough of Trader Joe’s Coffee Blast and Maeda-en’s Green Tea, but I disgress.
Last Saturday, my two best friends and I got together over brunch with an old friend of ours from middle school. As brunch enthusiasts, we all agreed to meet up at Salt’s Cure in West Hollywood. Granted it was the weekend, the wait for a table lasted for about 45 minutes. All of us have heard great things about Salt’s Cure, so we stuck around.
Also, we ran into Andre 3000 from Outkast! We noticed him walk in with an older lady. All of us recognized him immediately, but none of us were brave enough to actually approach him.
Unlike most brunch places in Los Angeles, Salt’s Cure is very unpretentious. Their exterior design is so simple I almost missed it driving by. In the same token, their interior is modest and charming.
Each one of us ordered the All-Star 2x2x2, which wasn’t on the menu. The dish consists of 2 eggs, 2 pieces of bacon, 2 sausage patties, 3 pancakes and 1 biscuit.
The meal itself look incredibly simple, but my god, that plate is what dreams our made of. It was probably the BEST brunch meal I’ve ever had in Los Angeles. Hands down. Everything was perfectly cooked and balanced and proportioned. There was sweet and there was savory.
The bacon slices were thick just the way I like them as well as the sausage patties. Their eggs could star in their own porn movie. Their biscuits were fresh and fluffy. Their pancakes were in the league of their own. I seriously don’t think I can eat regular pancakes again after having tried theirs. They were accompanied by maple butter, which melted upon encounter with the soft warm pancakes, oozing into its crevices and making sweet love to ’em.
Heavenly! Needless to say, I cleaned my plate off.
Last weekend, my best friend, Justine, introduced me to Huckleberry for the first time. It was Saturday morning, so not much to my surprise, the place was packed with locals, filling the atmosphere with just the right amount of relaxed chaos that only brunch can bring. Despite the crowd, I was thoroughly impressed with the fast service. Soon after placing our order at the counter, a friendly staff member assisted us in finding cute window-side seats, eliminating the hassle of awkwardly hovering over tables.
Known for their “green eggs & ham,” there was no question that it would be our choice of main dish. The plate consisted of La Quercia prosciutto, basil pesto covered sunny side-up eggs and arugula layered neatly on top of homemade English muffin. The meal itself was delicious for the most part. The prosciutto complemented the eggs; the basil pesto wasn’t overpowering, and the arugula was crisp and vibrant. However, the English muffin was a little on the chewy side, requiring a tad bit more effort on my behalf to cut and chomp. Their raspberry trifle was the perfect pick for dessert. Served in a petite mason jar, the fresh raspberries, sponge cake, and cool custard were ideally proportioned so that each spoonful was a layer of flavors from all three. My experience overall was pleasant, and I definitely see myself coming back!
Huckleberry Cafe & Bakery
1014 Wilshire Blvd.
Santa Monica, CA 90401
T (310) 451-2311