Just read the above phrase from a poster explaining why he'd never gone into a particular restaurant, and was wondering why that should be. Seems to me that restaurants tend to be jammed or not depending on location or trendiness, not necessarily food quality, and I particularly treasure the ones whose charms include my always being able to score a decent table and to eat amongst little if any riotous hubbub.
As a matter of fact, the place that poster was talking about, Akasha in Culver City, is unaccountably lightly populated during any lunch hour I've been there, but my only objection to that is the possible threat to their being able to continue lunch service. The food is not cheap but affordable, considering how seldom I get there, and it's all been very good indeed. I also love the large but comfortable room, and wonder why so many people seem to prefer being crammed into the rather pretentious-looking Italian joint down on the next corner, and what the fun is in eating amid such clatter you can't hear yourself think, much less carry on a normal conversation. I've read accounts of restaurant owners deliberately choosing hard surfaces and cheek-by-jowl seating to promote a hard, rattling vibe, and have to say I just...do...not...get...it...
Have I awakened on another planet? Is my species no longer interested in dining in calm comfort? After relishing the sheer civilization of the Maison Akira dining room again recently, and reading reviews declaring the place to feel tired and dead, I'm beginning to think so.
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