Thai Town Adventure

The Jitlada Restaurant in L.A.’s Thai Town

One of the things I love most about Los Angeles are all the nationalities with their delicious cuisine. Today, Martine, my brother Dan, and I drove to the Jitlada Restaurant in East Hollywood’s Thai Town. It’s located in a downmarket L-shaped streetcorner mall with obvious parking problems. I’d been to the restaurant twice before—each time having a memorable meal.

Third time’s a charm. My spicy jungle curry with catfish and eggplant was spicy enough to burn a hole in concrete, and my brother’s scallops with eggplant was superb. Because she can’t handle spicy, Martine had chicken satay and a mango smoothie. For desert we all had different coconut ice cream preparations.

A typical Jitlada Curry

You may think you’ve had Thai food before, but owner Jazz Singsanong’s Southern Thai cuisine is the real thing. Not for nothing does the Jitlada appear year after year in all the lists of the best restaurants in Los Angeles. It now even sports a mention from the Michelin Guide. It easily deserves sit and more.

There are two menus, a green one where you can specify how spicy you want your dish, and a white menu which is spicy whether you will or not. Irrespective of your food tolerances, you can have a supremely satisfying meal at Jitlada.

If you’re interested you should take a look at the menu.

Magyar Étel

Daily writing prompt
Which food, when you eat it, instantly transports you to childhood?

Since I was raised in a Hungarian family, I would have to say Magyar Étel (Hungarian Food), such as stuffed cabbage, stuffed peppers, cabbage noodles, kólbasz sausage, and an endless variety of fresh, delicious, homemade soups. And then there was the pastry ….

With Squirrels and Crows

One of the Squirrels at Chace Park

It was a perfect day to visit Burton Chace Park on its little peninsula in Marina del Rey. The mercury was rising, I was in the middle of an Icelandic mystery by the masterful Arnaldur Indriðason, and I missed the cool sea breezes that characterize the park, even when no one else experiences them. So I stopped first at Bay Cities Italian Deli & Bakery for one of their famous Godmother sandwiches and a soda and took them with me to the park.

On weekdays, visitors to the park could park for free for up to 90 minutes by the parking meters.

As usual, the park was full of hungry squirrels and loud crows. I’ve always liked them. They were good company for a bookworm like me, unlike the bums and spare change artists whom I avoided like the plague. Fortunately, they were not in evidence today.

After an hour and a half, I returned home feeling fresh. Martine was gone out for a walk, so I warmed up some of my potato and spinach curry and served it with a dollop of plain yogurt.

Unfortunately, some of the rich turmeric-laden sauce dripped onto my shirt. Turmeric is one stain that does not come out easily. Sigh!