24 May 2013 7 Comments
in Eating Out, Food, Humor Tags: Caesar salad, chops, Mad Men, martinis, Monty's, Rat Pack, ribs, Sinatra, steakhouse, Westwood
Many years ago, I’d reconnected with a high school friend, Tracy — whether it was on Facebook or not, I can’t recall — and we decided to meet for a drink. She suggested Monty’s.
In the Monty’s dining room
Monty’s is an old school steak and chop house. It still has the same sign in the same groovy Mad Men font from the 1960s. It used to have several locations, and now it’s down to two — one in Westwood, and one in Woodland Hills, where I had arranged to meet up with Tracy. More
01 Apr 2011 6 Comments
in Recipes Tags: crab cakes, Django Reinhardt, short ribs, Sinatra, surf n' turf, The Ice Storm
So you’re having a swanky dinner party with the hep couple you just met at the Tiki Lounge. You want to impress, so you’ve got the Sinatra and Stan Getz cued up, you’ve got your Bombay Sapphire gin and martini glasses ready to go. Now, what to serve?
There’s no dish quite as swingin’ as surf n’ turf — it’s been a staple of country club menus, banquets and fine steak-and-chop houses for ages. More
01 Mar 2011 4 Comments
in On the Road Tags: Andalucia, Coachella, dates, grapefruit, Hula Pie, javelina, Palm Springs, Robert Wagner, Sinatra, surf n' turf, the Thompsons, Tommy Bahama
We like living near the desert. Within a couple hours, we can be amongst the roadrunners, big horn sheep, ocotillo and old folks in golf carts. We enjoy navigating the endless tract housing subdivisions with romantic aspirational geographic names like Andalucia, Piedmont, Monticello and Puerta Azul (not a blue port for counties, by the way), set behind impressive walls and hedges on long stretches of grapefruit-tree-lined desert road. And always, looming majestically behind, the gorgeous spindly peaks of the San Jacinto Mountains. More
skinny girls & mayonnaise 