animal || 435 north fairfax avenue, los angeles, ca 90036 || 323-782-9225
me: if you were to be a dinosaur, which would you be and why? i’d be pterodactyl so i can fly + oversee everything.
he: i think you’d be t-rex.
me: …cuz i can be such a
man meat-eating heartless [queen] b*tch?
he: cuz when the bill comes, your arms are so short, you can’t reach the bill.
returning from such a long hiatus, you’d think i’d have some animal cooler than a llama to post [does that exist?], but no, just food. from the restaurant, animal, where males and females are [wom]animals, the omnivores that we were created to be. it’s a “thing” ya know. first walking in, it’s a dimly lit, casual cool setting with a lot of tables
full of animals feasting on their latest kill, sniffing their next bambi-esque victim made of wood, very reminiscent of new york, [or am i just missing it?] especially traif, except minus the foie gras. here goes:
starting from a semi-blank slate
resembles classic barf but the best gnocchi i’ve had as of late: ricotta gnocchi + 6-hour bolognese. i had one piece & i already felt full. so rich.
hamachi tostada – one of my favorites not just because it was raw + light + refreshing but probably because it was raw + light + refreshing with an asian flair to it.
veal brains. i tried it. it’s like other animal brains. brains will be brains. #hannibal
uni dish. almost like a greek salad, but with uni.
spicy beef tendon chips w/charred onion pho dip – this dip was phenomenal. all the flavors of vietnam in a dip.
chicken liver toast – as great as everyone hypes it up to be. the additional concentrated caramelized onion on top was a happy surprise.
crispy pig head. wasn’t too crazy bout this. i was looking for a fattier texture in the meat.
“toad in a hole” basically duck egg, truffle, english pea, french ham, gruyere. more like a brunch piece.
poutine, oxtail gravy, cheddar. basically fancy chili cheese fries.
roasted bone marrow with chimichurri sauce. great, but FAT, but great. bone marrows are easy to make, but this sauce really did it for me.
help. i want to tap out already. but notice their dinner napkins with a buttonhole. can be attached as your baby bib, or to your fancy cuff links.
fried rabbit legs. couldn’t touch this. i don’t eat adorable little bunnies anymore – i made a promise.
crispy broccoli [yay, something else healthy!] slathered in pancetta vinaigrette that tasted of butter sauce, soft egg, & parmesan
yellowtail collar, jerk spices, watermelon radish, citrus, palm sugar. this was another light + refreshing dish with an asian flair done well.
fried chicken wings.
melted p’tit basque & chorizo. i couldn’t touch it.
if “flirt with me & love me” were to ever be translated into a dessert, it’d be this LOVELY one: blueberry, frozen brown butter crumble, yogurt, bay leaf ice cream topped with purple edible flowers.
interesting [but not a fave] dessert: meyer lemon sherbet, frozen citrus, white chocolate, malted milk
this photo doesn’t do justice to my other favorite dessert: cheesecake pudding, passionfruit, seascape strawberries, graham. perfectly balanced so it’s surprisingly not heavy at all.
errrthang on the menu, almost, except a few.
warning: beer & wines only – no hard liquor. the scotch enthusiast at our table [me] was quite disappointed. but i did enjoy the last bottle of the rosé we chose.
i was shocked to have eaten so much cooked, hearty food that by the end, i felt i had transformed into the beast. a heavy yet exciting journey this was!
…so then the beast roamed the streets of los angeles, ripping apart palm trees and claiming bentleys.