It seems to me that every errand I run east of the 405 involves me driving up La Brea. Because of this, I have become very familiar with Luna Park’s sign. I have made several mental notes to visit Luna Park, but it was a retweet from @estarLA that finally motivated me to throw some pants on and leave the house.
Driving east of the 405 is like a day trip to a West Sider. I usually pack at least one bottle of water and I make sure my phone is fully charged in case I get lost or stuck in traffic (Officer, playing Angry Birds while sitting in traffic is not the same as texting while driving.) There are some things that will get me to travel east without a second thought. One of those things is the promise of bottomless breakfast cocktails (BBC). I do believe I took the fastest shower of my life that morning.
We arrived at Luna Park pretty early, only 3 other parties were seated inside. We browsed the menu quickly and ordered a sangria for Kate and a mimosa for me, so in case either of us got sick of our drink we could just trade. I approach all drinking situations with a plan, especially when engaging in morning boozing. Most people might look at bottomless breakfast cocktails as a treat, or perhaps a good deal. I look at it like a challenge. Kinda like a hot dog eating champion at an all-you-can-eat buffet. In my mind I am the undisputed grand champion of breakfast cocktail consumption. I spend a lot of time training for events like this. I would come out a winner, and drunk before noon after putting away five or six refills.
I ordered the All American Breakfast which includes two eggs, bacon, sausage, home fried potatoes, and toast. It was a tough battle, but I conquered this meal. I know we’re living in a post-Atkins world, but damn, you need to try these home fried potatoes, incredible.
Kate ordered the Warm Goat Cheese Fondue which looked a little small upon its arrival, but proved to be more than enough (I admit I helped her out a bit.) We had never heard of Warm Goat Cheese Fondue, but as we began to throw back more and more cocktails, we started to realize that heating up goat cheese is a no-brainer. Warm goat cheese is the food equivalent to a really comfortable pillow. Couple that with bottomless mimosas and you’re in for a pretty mellow day. My eyes have still not completely reopened after indulging in this meal.
Luna Park, if you have not learned your lesson I will gladly return for a rematch. I can definitely go beyond 5 or 6 refills, my only concern is the concerned look on the waitress’ face when she makes her 5th stop by our table. Maybe I could show up just before a shift change. Yes, now that’s a plan.
672 S. La Brea (near Wilshire)
Los Angeles, CA 90036