Right smack in the middle of the biggest “village” in America (Los Angeles), lies a restaurant that serves old English pub style food and well priced pints of beer. The owner of this restaurant is far from an idiot. In fact, trying to understand where the “idiot” fits into any part of this restaurant is pretty difficult because its Vibetastic. The only idiot I can think of is the person who served us luke warm calamari in a sauce that I was not fond of.
Besides that, the Village Idiot was pretty raging. The atmosphere, the attitude, and the drinks are the reasons you should come here. Big open space, kitchen and bar right in front of you, and a TV area in the back for drinking and more casual eating. The only thing lame about the atmosphere is the decorative menu chalk boards. I’m so over those. They are not creative and they are everywhere from jamba juice’s to my gym’s class schedule display. It works like this…People are at The Village Idiot for a good time and if they happen to be eating that’s great. Its not, people are here for amazing food and if they happen to have a good time then that’s great. Besides, how amazing can you possibly make English Pub food?
Mussels are Raging
If you want a little hint about my taste buds, you must know that they are constantly at war with American Cuisine as well as English/British Pub cuisine. Basically, if its traditionally made by white people its not my cup of tea. The food is usually so plain that you have to fall back on texture to really be into it. Fried chicken, mashed potatoes, hot dogs/sausages, etc.. The Village Idiot however, did a good job at forcing the buds to appreciate the cuisine. The mussels were amazing, very meaty! The oak grilled pork sausage on top of mashed potatoes were super plain but the texture was good. The calamari was gross. The catfish and trout were too plain to be anything better than decent. The African Queen cocktail was pretty good and the tequila one tasted like Windex. The huge choco chip cookie for dessert was Yummmy. Back and forth …from brilliant to idiot with the food. Next time, I’m getting the burger because It sounded raging with a fried egg on it! And I’ll be there for a beer and some fun, not to test the menu!