1. 18:08 30th Nov 2009

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    realrealsoft:

I’ve eaten at a lot of great places in Los Angeles since February (which, if you wanted to, you could read my reviews of some of them on my yelp!), but when I saw a picture of this, I knew nothing I’d had this far could compare to salmon fucking pizza.
I told myself I didn’t care where it was, or how much it cost, I would find and eat this (entire) salmon pizza within the next month. Well.
It’s at The Ivy. I tend to avoid the really well known places for fear of feeling tourist-y, and by telling myself that I don’t have to hit up all these famous spots in my first month here, that will come slowly.
Also, one of the producers at the studio where I work at has lunch there sometimes. Would it be cool if he saw me stuffing a salmon pizza down my gullet as my boyfriend or dining partner looks on in bemused amazement? Probably not. (Please note, in actuality, I would eat it slowly and daintily, and maybe share.)
And the only thing that can wash down something as amazing as that would be a Stella or Hoegaarden or something. And I’d be dining there around lunch-ish time. I’ve had a server at a bistrot in Los Feliz raise his eyebrow at me before, for ordering a Heinekin with an epinard salad before 5pm. This all matters not.
I just need to taste this salmon pizza.

This looks worth buying a ticket to LA.

    realrealsoft:

    I’ve eaten at a lot of great places in Los Angeles since February (which, if you wanted to, you could read my reviews of some of them on my yelp!), but when I saw a picture of this, I knew nothing I’d had this far could compare to salmon fucking pizza.

    I told myself I didn’t care where it was, or how much it cost, I would find and eat this (entire) salmon pizza within the next month. Well.

    It’s at The Ivy. I tend to avoid the really well known places for fear of feeling tourist-y, and by telling myself that I don’t have to hit up all these famous spots in my first month here, that will come slowly.

    Also, one of the producers at the studio where I work at has lunch there sometimes. Would it be cool if he saw me stuffing a salmon pizza down my gullet as my boyfriend or dining partner looks on in bemused amazement? Probably not. (Please note, in actuality, I would eat it slowly and daintily, and maybe share.)

    And the only thing that can wash down something as amazing as that would be a Stella or Hoegaarden or something. And I’d be dining there around lunch-ish time. I’ve had a server at a bistrot in Los Feliz raise his eyebrow at me before, for ordering a Heinekin with an epinard salad before 5pm. This all matters not.

    I just need to taste this salmon pizza.

    This looks worth buying a ticket to LA.

     
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