Hubster and I were celebrating the anniversary this weekend and decided to kick things off with breakfast at Anisette, mainly because I had read about their English breakfast. As I've suffered through some fairly limp and tepid renditions in LA, nearly all of which fail to feature the all important black pudding, I was postively salivating at the prospect. Too bad then that I failed to read the fine print and arrived too late to try it; the brunch menu kicks in at 9am on weekends.
I knew we were in for a treat as soon as we stepped inside. The interior is incredible. Every detail down to the light fixtures speaks to the tremendous thought that has gone into creating a truly lived in, authentic atmosphere. I loved the fact that the waiters, impeccable in their black pants and long white aprons, were all sporting Converse. In typical Parisian style the tables are extremely close together, which can prove a blessing when sat next to a softly spoken older couple, or a curse when you get the loud-mouthed chatterbox who interrupts your breakfast to ask, 'Do you like that? I was going to order it but it sounded horrible.' Er, thanks lady.
We started with Bloody Marys ($12). Hubster opted for the fairly standard Farmers Market option, I chose the Pour Moi with mustard and blue-cheese stuffed olives. I was a wee bit alarmed when it arrived as the mustard gives it a pinkish hue but I have to say this is a knock-out drink and the blue-cheese olives tasted as if they had been stuffed only moments before. I imagine it's an instant hangover killer. I ordered Eggs Purgatory (poached eggs on thick slices of bacon brioche with a specatularly fresh tomato sauce), hubster opted for the Anisette omlette topped with exceptionally tasty mushrooms and asparagus. These two dishes proved very easy to split at the table, which we did and we were torn between the two. Following that, we decided what the hell, we'd throw in some coffee and road test the croissant and pain au raisin. Well, it ended up being the total highlight; the croissant is stunning with that wonderful crisp-soft texture and the pain au raisin is hands-down Anisette's secret breakfast weapon. As you eat towards the center it becomes richer and more buttery and those gorgeous yellow raisins grow increasingly juicy and sweet. At less than 3 bucks each, these two pastries put Little Next Door's efforts to shame. As for the coffee, it was rich and strong and refills were constant. Total bill for this monstrous feast came to $65 before tip. As we'll never be able to afford dinner at this place, we consider that a steal.
But I couldn't get that English breakfast out of mind and so today it was back to Anisette to vet the ultimate artery clogger. Well, praise be that I don't live in this hood or I'd be dead inside the year. Here's what you get for $15.25:
Grilled field mushroom and tomato
3 rashers of English bacon (the sliver of rind barely crisp as it should be)
2 gargantuan sausages (the skin postively pops at the bite)
4 wee triangles of fried bread (not too heavy, not too hard)
2 eggs to order
4 pieces of blood pudding (presumably made in-house as there is nothing like it anywhere)
I could kiss whoever made this breakfast. It was perfection. Flawless. Heavenly. Just thumping wonderful. And it's not easy to do a perfect English breakfast with all those different components; something always ends up cold or over cooked. Considering this meal will feed me for oh, probably the next 3 days, this may well be the best deal in the city.
225 Santa Monica Blvd
Santa Monica, CA 90401