So last night was the big 7 year anniversary dinner, and we slogged through another night of rain to Luna Park, on La Brea and Wilshire.
When we arrived at 7:30, most of the booths were full, but almost none of the tables in the middle of the room were occupied. When I had made my reservation, I had requested one of the curtained booths, and as soon as we arrived, we were escorted to the only remaining booth with curtains left. I was pleased, and the bf liked the ambience.
Orders promptly and attentively taken, music hip but not obtrusive. The bf got a Sierra Nevada and I, the tee totaler, got a Pellegrino (my choice, not foisted upon me by an overzealous waitstaff).
We started with the goat cheese fondue appetizer to share. A small ramekin perched atop a tealight arrived with thin slices of apple, and grilled bread that had been lightly coated with olive oil. I could have eaten just this for dinner, and sadly stopped so that I could save room for my entree.
The bf got the special chicken pot pie, which was the size of a football, and very good. The pastry wasn't heavy, but not insubstantial, and the chicken either roasted or grilled. The sauce was flavorful and herby, fresh with vegetables. A great rainy-night dish. I was waffling between the mac and cheese and pork cutlet, but got the cutlet since we'd have the fondue to start. It was stuffed with gruyere and mushrooms, and accompanied by mashed potatoes, string beans, and an apple cranberry sauce. I wish I'd gone with the mac and cheese. It wasn't a bad dish at all, but somewhat uninspired, pretty standard fare. I was just happy to have string beans, since the bf is allergic to them and they are one of the few vegetables I really like.
Dessert was the "build your own s'more," with yet two more ramekins and tea lights, one holding melted marshmallow, the other melted bittersweet chocolate, and a dish of homemade graham crackers. An enjoyable, interactive dish, but I wasn't collapsing in an epicurean heap, which I was hoping might happen with the promise of making my own high-end s'more. The graham crackers were kind of blah, and the flavors or the chocolate and marshmallow were oddly muted. Next time, maybe the caramel apple fondue or the bourban pecan chocolate cake.
The place was almost completely full when we left at 9.
Total, beer, water, one appetizer, two mains, one dessert, with tax and tip, $67.
I would return and try that mac and cheese I've heard so much about. The staff was very friendly and attentive, everyone saying goodbye as we left. On our way back to the car, we passed Campanille, and I'd sooner go back to Luna Park for a solid meal than pay three times as much for something that's occasionally great, but often just okay.
Thanks, 'Hounds. Saturday night at Mako with Mom!