You want to try a little bit of everything (mostly Mexican) while you’re Downtown? Then come here.
Yeah, pralines. Little pecan…candied…cookie…things. Me and Dad ’em tiny ones over at El Cholo’s on Western, and we were wondering if maybe we could find bigger Pralines over at the Central Market. So we went, and were unsuccessful. More of the point, we were…well…unimpressed. It was crowded. It was noisy. We had no bearings of what we were doing and where we were going. We did no enjoy ourselves.
Well fast forward a couple of years…and things have really, really changed.
No, I mean…they have really changed.
The thing that made the Grand Central Market the Grand Central Market still remains, it’s Mexican-American foundation…which some of us didn’t fully appreciate their first visit. (For shame). It’s primarily a lot of Mexican shops and stalls, offering food, spices, fruits, vegetables, what have you. It’s plenty active, and plenty busy. Be prepared to do a little bit of people dodging as you wander through.
But there have been some additions. At least that’s the way it feels walking through the Grand Central Market. There are few more hipster additions to the place, while still hanging onto it’s Mexican-American foundation. Places like Eggslut, and Sticky Rice. There’s even a bit of live music on occasion. They’re trying to make it a fun destination, rather than just a local spot to knock off some errands.
Hell, Angel’s Flight is right outside what I’d call the back door?
Hell yes. I’m coming back here just for that ride and a spot of lunch.
IMPORTANT SAFETY TIP, PEOPLE: It’s going to be crowded. Just accept it and move on.
Now, I will say…at least from a cursory examination of the place, you can find seating, even on a Weekend Lunch Crush, but you gotta be patient. You may have to wander up and away from the place you actually got the food at, but you might be able to find…something.
PARKING: Good, but I just don’t know how good.
And now, watch your humble Food Blogger screw the @#$% up.
Somehow I convinced myself the Market was in one place, instead of where it really was. So, I parked where I normally parked for Woodspoon and Umamicatessen, which a good chunk of distance away from the Market. Worse still, I get there and discover that the Market has it’s own Garage.
Bad. Bad move on parking.
But hey, at least I got some exercise…and Lordy did I get some exercise.
So long story short, don’t do what I did. Park in their garage, or at least a nearby lot.
Grand Central Market
317 S. Broadway
Los Angeles, CA 90013
Tel: (213) 624-2378
Daily: 9:00am – 6:00pm