"Lets go to happy hour. What time is it?"
Off to Hotel Figueroa for campari, gin and sodas like any decent Greek would on a Monday afternoon in Los Angeles. Alas, poolside drinks in a Moroccan themed hotel in the middle of downtown LA would cause any normal being to lose track of time.
We arrived Greek time, about one hour after our reservations at Little Dom's for their Monday Supper. Opps! My friends, Joan and Katrina, were 2 dishes deep by that time. But they are forgiving friends - not tapping their fingers on their wristband watches, no sir, they simply poured us glasses of Little Dom's house wine ($10).We started off with the shaved brussel sprout, parmesean and hazelnut salad. It was heavy on the roughage and flavor. Lots of raw green shavings, potent parmesean and a satisfactory amount of hazelnuts to balance the flavors and textures out.
Our courses were kindly interrupted by an additional order of rice balls, an ooey goey sticky oui wee (in the Snoop Dogg voice) of rice and pungent cheeses breaded, deep fried and topped with extra parm and herbs on top. These made my mouth very happy and furthered my mind from the morning's testing disaster. Little Dom's rice balls blow Tasca's balls out of the water and into the I.E.
GT is a stage 2 sommelier. That means he had to take a really fancy test in San Francisco that only half the people who take it pass. He was not having the $10 Little Dom's wine so he ordered a bottle of Italian Dolcetto. Ahh, yes much better.
For the main course: sausage ragu with polenta. I enjoyed the tangy tomato sauce, sparse bits of fennel laced sausage atop a bed of creamy polenta. My dinner patrons were a tad annoyed with the lack of sufficient sausages.
2128 Hillhurst Ave
Los Angeles, CA 90027