When I first met my husband, I told him that I’m part Native American. I’m also half Jewish. This is when he said to me “ You don’t live on a reservation…you make them”.
I’m sorry, you will not be able to make a reservation at Wolf in Sheeps Clothing, a new pop up restaurant on Abbott Kinney. Well, I mean you can if you are a party of 6 or more. Since I am a huge micro-manager, my suggestion is to go, leave your name if there is a wait and walk around going in and out of the great stores. They will even call you when your table is ready.
It’s rare that I’m blown away by a restaurant. And I have become the town crier about this one. Which is funny because the woman who once coined me the town crier since I just like to share all my finds– is the one that called me late one night, sated, having to tell me every detail of her experience. She mentioned that they only serve beer, wine and water and I chose to ignore hearing this. So, the very next evening when I dragged my husband to an early dinner there, I tried, but failed in ordering my iced tea. The waitress informed us that once they get their permanent location, they will serve tea and coffee. I asked if anyone would object to me running out to fetch a drink. I came back quickly with my iced tea. I was already in love with the whole casual atmosphere and attitude of the place and of the staff. Nothing like the snooty wait staff at some of the other restaurants on the block. No, I’m not naming which one (you know who you are). (more…)