One of the curses of being a great cook is going out to eat. If youíre going to spend $70 for two on dinnerÖit damn well better be tastier than what you can throw together from your own cupboard. My ex-boyfriend, Clark, who has now five years later segued into being one of my best friends (go figure?) is one of the best cooks in the world. Seriously. And Iím not to shabby at whipping up pretty tasty stuff myself, so we know good food. We get together every week or so. Our typical routine is that he picks up some fabulous fish or we rummage around in my fridge andÖVoila! He produces a miracle. Some of the best meals Iíve tasted came from his culinary magic.
Well, Thursday night we decided it was too hot to cook, so we ventured out to try this new restaurant, Dustyís, Iíd heard about in Silverlake. It is a sweet looking place, so we were happy when we sat down. The interior is nice and cozy, booths and tables, candles and a small bar. Tables outside. The bread and garlicky spread they served to start was a hopeful sign of good things to come. Then we ordered. And waited. Drank some wine. Waited some more. My beet salad came. GoodÖbut not fabulous. Okay. We waited some moreÖ.the waiter was great, but we were hungry! Then Clarkís pork chops arrived, along with my scallops in a pastry shell. Bummer. Just okay again.
Damn! What I wouldnít give to go out to a sweet neighborhood place and spend around $40 for two and have just a GOOD simple meal. Mediocre just makes me mad.
Perhaps it was an off nightÖbecause the place looks really great and has a very nice vibe….but itís disheartening to spend your cash for something that doesnít beat your own cooking.