After a night in Santa Barbara, we finally arrived in Los Angeles. For our first night there I had made a reservation at Jar, Suzanne Tracht’s chophouse that’s been getting great buzz. Yes, I will admit to being a bit excited by the fact that Tracht was a finalist on Top Chef Masters. We went with Jason, our gracious host in LA. The boys both ordered steaks and were very happy, my chicken was just okay. I did like my appetizer: a salad with white peaches in it. Where are the photos, you ask? Well, my main complaint about the restaurant (all blog-related needs aside) was that it was way too dark. It was a beautiful sunny LA day when we arrived, but the minute we stepped inside it was like entering a strip club (not that I’ve ever been in one). So, no photos, I tried but they were all dark blobs.
After dinner we indulged in a real treat: gelato at Pazzo Gelato in Silverlake, Jason’s old stomping ground.
A cute little place that serves up coffee and tea as well as its award-winning gelato. I felt like, for a brief moment, I was back in Italy.
Dave went with the peanut butter and jelly, which he really liked, and the stracciatella. I had mascarpone ginger snap (killer!) and stracciatella too. The gelato was creamy, dreamy, delicious.
I wish that we could have gone back again, but there was lots of other eating to do…