Omnivore - Westside safari: hunting a restaurant after 10 p.m.
From Do to Bocado to 5 Seasons Brewing
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- End of the safari: 5 Seasons Brewing
Saturday night turned into one of those dining safaris in search of an open restaurant. Wayne and I headed initially to Do, the new high-tech pizza club on the Westside. This was my third attempt to visit the place since I first heard about it in June.
On my two earlier visits I found the place closed. It only opens Thursday-Saturday for dinner and late-night partying. Lunch, however, is served on Saturday beginning at 1 p.m.
This visit, I found it open at 9:45 p.m., with a pretty long line of cars waiting on the parking valet. Then Wayne announced that we couldn't go in, because we were not "dressed right." True, super-stylish peeps were stepping out of the cars and heading inside, where the menus are iPads and the walls dance with projected graphics.
The name Do, derives both from the musical note "do" and "dough," as in "pizza dough." "We're doing pizza, musically inspired," the restaurant's website says.
Anyway, dressed in shorts, we scooted away — to Bocado. We arrived about 10 p.m., parked, walked to the door and were told that the kitchen had closed. True, the restaurant's website doesn't list a closing time, simply stating that dinner "starts at 5 p.m."
So, we looked across the street to 5 Seasons Brewing. It was still open, but we dreaded the deafening noise we've encountered there before. Luckily, the restaurant wasn't a third full, so conversation was possible.
We had a mainly good meal, starting with tuna sashimi and a salad of melon, toasted cashews and goat cheese. My entree was house-made bratwurst with three salads. Wayne ordered organic salmon in a Thai curry sauce. Dessert was a peach tart. I'll have more to say in "Grazing" later this week.
Our safari Saturday night reminded me again of how hard it is to find an open restaurant in this city after 9 or 10 p.m. My preference is to eat late, but the rest of the city does not share my habit, apparently.