When I found out that Top Chef Master Rick Bayless had opened a restaurant in LA, it became #1 on my list of choices for a night out. But then I started reading reviews, and started hearing rumblings about how distant Rick Bayless was from the actual restaurant and I wondered whether or not we should “waste” a dinner what potentially could be a disappointing experience. We made a reservation, but I wavered back and forth for weeks. On one hand I was wary of the negative reports from its opening few months; long waits even though you had reservations, doorman at the restaurant, Bayless himself seemingly trying to distance himself from the restaurant. But then there were the positives; one of the hottest restaurants in LA right not, great Mexican flavours in a fantastic space, Bayless’ own mole recipe. In the end, we decided to check it out and I’m happy I did because it turned out to be a fantastic evening with a great group of friends.
We did have to wait for our table past our reservation time, but we were held in their “tequila cave” and served lovely drinks. Mine was a delightfully fruity, but not too sweet, Market Margarita with fresh cucumber and melon. The timing was good because it seemed as just when I felt I had waited long enough, our table was ready.
The menu at Red O is very large, and I had studied it carefully in advance as I heard there were some hits and misses.
It was around here in the meal that I started to get full. Although I ate bits of the remainder of the dishes, I really can’t comment that much on any of them.
We had more than enough food at that point, but wanted some tastes for dessert. It was also Ken’s birthday, so we had to celebrate it with something sweet.
Call me a food lover... not a foodie. Maybe you have a definition of foodie that's different than mine, but I think of myself as a person who loves to eat, cook, find amazing eating spots, browse interesting grocery stores and drive a hundred miles out of the way to visit a farmers market. I like talking about food and taking food photos...
Up until now, I've never been motivated to put my thoughts to words. But then I heard the 2 words that inspired me to start writing. French Laundry.
View all posts by Call me a food lover...