While finding the best burger in LA might be a bit of a challenge, finding a decent one is easy.
Things get a little trickier when traveling abroad, especially when visiting countries with questionable culinary tastes.
So our intrepid editor-at-large Mali posits this question:
Can you eat LA in London ?
After a huge recommendation of The Big Easy, she began the experiment. Let’s see what the experience was for those that dined was like…
“Google said yes – go to the Big Easy on 332, Kings Road, Chelsea.
Outside, who can fail to be impressed by the consecutive stream of years that Zagat ratings have been awarded for its cuisine – and on entry - the LA lacquer and essential NFL update immediately takes you 8000 miles East. Only when we exited the restaurant did we note the absence of any ratings in the last three years. Did they experience the full hour wait between arrival and the first course ? Or was it the ambiance afforded by spoilt Chelsea kids, whose doting parents returned only pained expressions while everyone glared as their darlings bounced wooden bowls on the floor. Still, there seemed little other use for these useless table ornaments as there seemed to be no prospect of food ever filling them – if indeed wooden bowls can be considered hygienic these days.
Still, if the hamburgers and BBQ ribs were up to the mark, who cares about the time or din. Unfortunately when the “medium to well done” burgers did arrive, the wooden bowls were refreshingly easy to chew on in contrast to the main “meat ingredient” of the burgers, and the over-bleached bun was only slightly less tasty than the paper napkin. The ribs turned out to be black and dry, and had clearly been left on the finished food hotplate for hours. When the East European waitress came to ask if the “ Eversink is orr-rite” she turned away before anyone could respond, but it seems unlikely she would have understood the response in any event.
Then came a chance for redemption – waffles with ice-cream and chocolate. My last memory was receiving hot soft waffles straight out of the wafflemaker, oozing rich dark chocolate with a hint of maple syrup, which melted in the mouth – that would erase the bad recent memories of the first course. Alas no – the plates were cold, so because of the bizarre one person at a time staircase arrangement between kitchen and downstairs (probably running very close to fire regulations standards), the waffles were cold, curled and crusty.
Good things – the salad was fresh, and some of the touchdown replays were awesome.” -[Review written by Guest Contributor Henrik]
And although many of my remarks may be less than satisfactory, there was one English member of the table that could not have been happier with his burger and dessert (fries were another story).
So as a result I was able to conclude that London can only to LA burgers, for a Londoner. If you want a good LA burger, only LA can do it.
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1 henrik // Jan 10, 2008 at 9:10 am
From Churchill’s expression I can see he’s also eaten at the Big Easy and is equally surprised at the taste !
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