Many an hour, and many more liver and brain cells, have I killed drinking at the Rainbow. Occasionally, a hunger pang (well, alcoloic ketosis, actually) has landed me in front of a lousy plate of pasta there. Filling, but nothing more. All the while (usually while stumbling home) smirking at the sign outside "Voted the Best Steaks and Lobster in LA." "By what madman?", I've often wondered.
Last night I met my friend (fresh from his guitar lesson, natch) at his favorite joint in town with the express intention of testing the madman's mettle. Or, at least the meat-eating half of his mettle (I hadn't the fortitude to assess his crustacean consciousness).
Boy was I ever surprised.
The pizza was NY "Ray Bari" style...the thicker, chewier brand of NY pies...and it was good. Damn good. At home (well, home 11 years ago) I would probably have scoffed at it but I guess I've been dumbed down enough to love it. Sure, the cheese could be tastier and the crust more "bubbled" and brown-edged, but the sauce was good and the whole thing just worked. I think Casa Bianco and Frankie & Johnny's are closer to this type of NY pizza for sure, but The Rainbow's pie deserves some attention.
The NY Steak Sandwich was the real surprise. An 8oz perfectly cooked slab of delicious sirloin on a half of (tastless) baguette sided by easily ignorable lettuce/tomato. The roll notwithstanding, the meat was absolutely perfect, well marbled and tasty. As good as Tana's (but not as good as Mastro's). I will go back, I will try a whole steak, I might try the lobster tails but I WON'T BE SCOFFING AT THE MADMAN...HE MIGHT KNOW WHAT HE'S SLURRING ABOUT!