Our first visit to The Griddle was very good, and much more user friendly than what I'd been expecting. We ventured forth at 3:00 p.m. on Sunday (they close at 4:00 p.m.), and there was essentially no line or wait; that seems to be a key factor - go at off-times/just prior to closing and avoid that crush of humanity that one usually sees much earlier in the weekend day.
The (all day) breakfast menu is pretty huge, as is their lunch menu, and they both cover a wide range of familiar chow territory in very unqiue ways. I was in the mood for lunch, and the wife opted for breakfast.
I ordered up the BLT and grilled shrimp sandwich, with an avocado add-on to boot. The toasted bread was thick like challah commonly used for french toast;and the entire sandwich was massive, and more importantly, delicious. There was a nice heat kick from a chipotle mayo, too. And the sandwich comes with a large portion of the best steak fries I've ever had; long planks, deeply browned, with a seasoned salt and actual potatoey flavor. My wife (not a fan of steak fries) kept eating from my portion, until she wearied of the painful fork-prongings that I rained down upon her larcenous left hand :-). Man, a great sandwich combo here, and it will be difficult not to order this same item again at our next visit.
The wife had a special 'hot chocolate french toast', again with what seemed to be large slices of challah/egg bread, perhaps dipped in hot cocoa before being pan fried. They were dusted with cocoa powder and powdered sugar, and then topped with a superfluous but tasty roofing of melted marshmallows. In all, a good french toast, but a wee bit too sweet for a lunchtime stomach, in my opinion.
The only slight mis-step in our ordering came with the beverage order. My wife wanted a cup a black tea, and ended up with a massive pot of well-brewed tea easily enough for four sippers (probably near to a quart of tea). The pot 'o tea cost $7.90, and she drank most of it (as it was well-brewed and the pot it came in was some sort of fancy press unfamilar to a tea heathen such as myself). This tipped the bill up to $37, but in hindsight, was absolutely necessary to cut thru the sweetness of that chocolatey/mallowy french toast.
One more thing: the hipness factor is kinda off the charts here, but the patrons all seemed to be friendly hip, not D-Bag or Mean-Grrl hip. Too-small hats are a must, it seems (even the kids were sporting kooky headwear). At 50, I was the oldest dude in the place, and not even my doc martens or frayed black blazer could elevate me to anything more than crazy professor chic. Oh, and it's way loud in this place too, but the music is good and my mouth was too full of tasty chow to even attempt witty quiet banter... I liked the Griddle, and though not inexpensive, it was less so than BLD (which we tried a couple of weeks ago, and also really liked). A nice neighborhood hang, even if our neighborhood was 15 miles away. Just be sure to be packin' headwear...
7450 Beverly Blvd, Los Angeles, CA 90036