During my hiatus I mentioned a visit to Malibu. While laying out at Zuma Beach I thought to myself “self, how great does sitting at Nobu with a good book and a glass of wine sound right now?” Nothing like sitting by the ocean with a glass of chilled wine and reading a book. So I went!
The menu at Nobu Malibu is a two pronged endeavor. The left side is the “typical” Nobu menu available at all locations. The right side is the “malibu” side, where one can find specialties exclusive to this location. These elite options are nothing short of spectacular.
What The Heck To Wear To Nobu Malibu:
As expected with pretty much anything in Malibu, the clientelle here is tré riche and somehow even the patron wearing yoga pants (albeit 200$ yoga pants) looks like a celebrity after hair and makeup. I felt like I needed to be wearing a gigantic ice rink sized diamond cocktail ring to really fit in here. The dress code was mixed so I could have been in denim cutoffs (one teaspoon NOT levis) or a gorgeous flowing maxi dress, as long as I had that cocktail ring I would have felt inconspicuous. However, I was in denim cutoffs (yes one teaspoon) and a tank with no ring. I was not inconspicuous but I did not care. A man actually bought me a drink! So I guess I still got it ;).
Seriously? There are no words. If I had to pick words it would be these: relaxing, rejuvenating, romantic.
The experience was so fab I actually returned two nights later with friends (you didn’t think I ate all that food myself, did you?!). I love that one night I was there relaxing and reading a book in denim cut offs, feeling revived and alive, and the next visit I was with my man sipping cocktails at sunset and feeling sexy and romantic. The place is amazing. No matter your mood, just go. And go hungry because the food is fantastic!
Last night MSM took me out for a very special treat. We basically went to France and as you know, J’adore France and anything French!
The night started at The Little Door, A French Mediterranean restaurant in the heart of West Hollywood. This quaint abode is possibly the most enchanting eatery I have ever visited (in America anyways). Upon entering the rustic hideaway ensconced in twinkle lights and foliage, I felt I had literally escaped to a courtyard bistro in Cassis. Even the host was legitimately French. We were seated at an intimate round table mid-courtyard. From the airy music to the way in which the dishes were plated, everything about this place felt both romantic and sexy.
Over cocktails and great conversation MSM and I shared appetizers of baby artichoke salad and a Mezze Mediterranean sampler. I chose a vodka rhubarb cocktail that was well balanced between tart and refreshing. MSM had a Moscow Mule (those are quite in fashion right now) that had just that right amount of ginger bite. Yum! The hummus was the best I’ve ever tasted. Even the pita tasted fresh/made in house! True spanikopita is hard to find in LA (as opposed to the trader joes freezer section spinach wedges in filo), but The Little Door basically must have borrowed the recipe from my grandmother. Devine!
For our main course we shared the lamb stew. Also exquisitely made, this dish was hearty but not too heavy. Small pearl onions with carrot, lamb, chicken, and sausage over quinoa brought the comfort of a home cooked meal. It was nice to be able to converse with MSM and have no vibes of being rushed out for table turn over. That being said, we did not feel like we were waiting forever for anything either. The staff was appropriately polite and attentive.
The Colcoa French Film and Televison Festival
After dinner we were either going to see Christine and the Queens, a french singer that we love, or attend a film at the French Film Festival. Tickets to the former were pretty steep so we opted for the latter and I am SO happy about it because the film we saw, The Wall Crawler, was an adorable tale that only the French could have spun. I adore French films. Honestly, the stories are so good! I can’t put my finger on what the difference is between French and American dramedies that makes them so much better. I feel like the characters in the French variety are just so much more approachable for some reason….
For good measure (and to keep things “french”) we listened to our favorite Christine and the Queens song on the way to the film festival. I’ll include the song here in case ya’ll want to hear something new.
WHAT THE HECK TO WEAR ON A WEDNESDAY NIGHT IN FRANCE:
I wanted to look sexy for MSM but I also needed something appropriate in case we had to walk far. I’m often getting talked to regarding my shoe choices. I decided to pair skinny jeans and a nice blouse with my Valentino Rock-Studs because despite the heel they are INCREDIBLY comfortable.
Thank you MSM for the romantic getaway to France. It was fabulous. And just think, no jet lag or long airplane ride! Who knew France was right here in my back yard?
Last Saturday was LA Weekly’s presentation of Foodie Heaven, also known as The Essentials. 58 of LA’s top restaurants gathered, along with 41 pairing stations, under one roof to deliver taste-sized portions of their best sellers to the patrons who paid to get in. Animal, Ink, Kogi, Maude…the list continues. You better believe we were there at 6pm on the DOT. No fashionably late to this one! This event was housed in LA’s fashion district. Even more reason to be excited!
The top contenders
Osteria Mozza’s stuffed eggplant:
A delicately grilled eggplant stuffed with olive oil and herbed garbanzo beans over smoked hummus. MMMMM. Lord have mercy on us, this little piece of nirvana is incomparable. Paired with a light white wine perfectly enhanced this quietly flavored treat. Magnifique!
Guerrilla Taco’s Beet Mini Taco:
Bite sized bits of yellow beets marinated in a well balanced consume of olive oil and herbs served over a soft corn tortilla, this treat makes a perfect appetizer. Not too filling and just the right spices to waken the palette.
Yes! I can’t stand beer, but this stuff is dangerously AMAZING. If you ever get a chance to try this Schoffenhofer grapefruit weizen, don’t pass up the opportunity.
I’m not usually one for ice cream, but seeing how my diet was out the window on this occasion I figured “why not induldge”? Hormone and RBT free, this ice cream was delicious. It was definitely rich but had a good balance of creamy to sweet. The tiny two tablespoon serving with a dollop of berry sauce on top was a perfect ending to a wonderful sampling of foods.
The proceeds from this event went to Food Forward, a group of Southern Californians that rescue fresh local produce that would otherwise go to waste and connect the abundance with people in need. For more information on this amazing non-profit, click here: Food Forward
What to heck to wear to a night of food tasting
Alternative to what you may think, I decided to wear something rather tight on the bottom. This way I knew to take small samples, pace myself, and not actually over-eat. It worked!
Unfortunately I didn’t get any great photos of my outfit, but above is a photo showing the gist of it. Honestly I styled this myself and I hate it. I look like a frumpy old maid. Sending a photo to Danielle for a critique- I’m not sure what I did wrong. Either the tops don’t look good on me or they just aren’t good together. And the bottom looked like a solid chunk of black. The skirt is SO pretty, but who can tell? The details were all hidden. FAIL on the outfit 😦
Overall this was a really fun night. I look forward to attending next years event. Though next year I may get VIP tickets so we can start early. A lot of places we wanted to try ran out of food before we could get there!!