We're pathologically social. We're professional leisurists. We're burrito lovers, bar flies, art whores and music nerds. We dish the good dirt, and we'll risk a parking ticket for a cheap sample sale. Sometimes, we blog drunk.
High five!
Happy fifth anni, Edendale Grill—which is like 25 in restaurant-dog years, so a big congrats to you. (BTW, if you're ever strapped in trying to figure out your puppy's real age. The internet is a strange, strange place.)
The lovely historic firehouse on Rowena celebrated with a quiet, little party Monday night. The theme was Halloween—appropriate, we guess. The live accordionist and banjo-ist set an old-time feel—also appropriate. We would have stolen their awesome hats at one point in the evening...but it wasn't that kind of party.
We were told the chef and the menu are new, but none of the food for the evening seemed to reflect this. Which may have been a good thing because the mac-n-cheese was pretty poor (it's unfair to judge a restaurant by its party food, but still). And, unless the dessert menu plans on channeling supermarket bakery chic, we're pretty certain the sweets table was a last minute trip to the local Ralphs.
Exhibit A
We rest our case.
As we were leaving, we almost ran smackdab into Steven Cojocaru who had just dropped off his car at valet and was rushing in to meet some of his friends inside. We couldn't bust out or camera fast enough, so we'll leave you with the last time the Cojo made eye-contact with us. Call us, Steven.
—Jiyeon Yoo
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