A fine establishment in Larchmont…so why am I’m so “meh” about it?
This is going to…well…come off as strange.
I’m about to rag on a place that I generally liked.
Yeah. No lie. I liked Larchmont Bungalow. It’s a nice place, with a friendly staff, and pretty good grub.
I just hate putting up with it.
Hear me out. Larchmont is a decently fancy area just south of Hollywood. Draw a line from Burbank to the Amoeba Records…keep going, and you’ll hit Larchmont.
It’s a lovely little walking area, with some good grub, boutiques and whatnot. You’ll probably like it if you go there.
But it’s got some wealthier people living south of there, and so it’s got a little Westside DNA mucked up in there. You know, that little smirk that sometimes is implied whenever you travel and/or eat west of the 405? Not quite Westside stink-eye. More like, we know we’ve got it better here and @#$% you if you can’t afford it?
Larchmont Bungalow…the restaurant itself is very much a creature of this area.
Like I said, it’s nice. Good staff. It’s got pretty good food (nothing I’d drive out of my way to get, but if I’m here…)
But’s also got a way about it that suggests… “Yeah, there’s probably a more efficient way to do things, but we’ll keep doing it our way. Even if it annoys the hell out of you.”
There’s a word I’m looking for here…and…I’ll find it in a minute.
The basic deal at Larchmont Bungalow is that you get in line (and there will be a line), saunter up to the counter, order, take a number and find a seat.
It’s about that simple. After all, you will have a goodly amount of time to think about what you want because…things take that long here.
The line is long. Not goes out the front door long, more like…crowds the @#$% out of the front lobby, and makes you wonder why you ever bothered to come here–
–sorry, I digress.
I’m a food blogging professional. By the time I see the Cashier I know what I want. I even take some time to listen in on the questions the Cashier asks so I know what to say. So what’s making things messy? What’s causing things to look crowded and generally @#$%ed up as you wait?
It’s simple. If you order and have a beverage coming with your meal, you have to pick it up on the side. Yeah, over there…to the right. So all the people still milling about? They’re waiting on their coffee…and in my case, their orange juices as well.
I mean, they make things fresh, and that’s always a delight…but so’s getting to your beverage, and so…well…
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not a big hater of this place. But I’m not a big lover of it either. There are places closer, cheaper (and let’s be honest) less pretentious than this place.
Yes. I said pretentious.
That’s the word I’m looking for.
WHAT SHOULD I GET?: I’ve been for Dinner, and I’ve most recently been for Breakfast, and…well…the Dinner I can’t remember so let’s talk Breakfast…
…and sorta lunch.
Okay, here’s what happened. Met a friend there, and he did Breakfast. I did Lunch, in the form of the Classic Bungalow Burger, which is Grass-fed beef with sharp Cheddar Cheese, Bibb Lettuce, Roma tomato, red onion, and dill pickle slices.
Okay, Bibb Lettuce, don’t know what that is. Roma Tomato, kinda know what that is, and Red Onion…well d-doy.
It’s a Burger, a perfectly fine burger, that…to tell you the truth is in no way particular memorable. It’s good, and it will do in a pinch, but literally every place that specializes in Burgers (either Gourmet or Fast Food) will blow it away.
My pal got himself the Strawberry Tequila French Toast, which he adored. Then again, he loves this place way more than I do. I gotta admit the bite I had was good, but again…wasn’t in the mood for Breakfast at that moment, so…
IMPORTANT SAFETY TIP, PEOPLE: Just re-read that part about the lines and how things move at Larchmont Bungalow. It is odd, and difficult when things are busy. Oh, and finding a seat is about as difficult as trying to find one at Porto’s at Lunchtime. Good luck and may the Force be with you.
PARKING: This will be the hardest part of your mission. There are meters up and down Larchmont itself, but count on those being occupied. There is a Parking Lot across from the local Rite Aid, and…really only blind luck will determine if a space opens up there. I got lucky, drove past the Bank of America at the very end of Larchmont and found a space in the residential part of the neighborhood. It wasn’t that far of a walk to the restaurant, and best of all it was free.
107 N. Larchmont Blvd.
Los Angeles, CA 90004
Tel: (323) 461-1528
Daily: 7:30 am – 9:00 pm