An unassuming, faded strip of shops contains a friendly, well-run little kebab place that makes everything in-house. Delicious ground sirloin is the highlight, and it turns out fresh hummus tastes distinctly different than what I'm used to!
Lunch at Pikoh two days later. It's New American food on an up and coming block of Pico Blvd. Shakshuka is like a shrimp stew; quite good when piping hot, but loses appeal as it cools off.
Kim chi and pork belly fried rice was bad. Pork belly was at least half flavorless fat, the meat didn't have much texture or flavor. The whole chunks of kim chi distracted from the fried rice itself, which was probably good because the rice itself didn't have anything going for it.
At least the space was clean and modern, and service is off to a promising start? And they've got a tiny collection of books for the off-hours crowd who just wants to sit back with a cocktail or a coffee and lounge?