Some people get things done in a conference room.
Some people get things done in a quaint little Melrose Place courtyard, over a soft-shell-crab banh mi from a Campanile vet.
Tough call, we know.
Pencil in Croft Alley, a charming little depot for egg sandwiches, duck prosciutto and soft-shell-crab banh mi, opening tomorrow.
If O Brother, Where Art Thou inspired a rustic deli, it’d be like this. A wood-clad little nook that’s all vintage Americana—wooden stand-up radio, aged ceramic plates, wine in mason jars—with a Campanile vet cooking in an open kitchen. And incidentally, he has great hair.
So next time the traffic gods deliver you to WeHo early for your meeting (it could happen), stop here. Grab coffee at Alfred, which is in the same building, then find your way to the big, hand-built wooden bar covered in vegetables and herbs. It’s hard to miss.
Grab an egg sandwich or beignets with housemade fig jam in the morning, or a rapini pizzette, bao burger or duck pastrami later. Then move to the red brick bench in the European-ish courtyard outside and hang out. Meet. Skype-meet. Screenwrite. Whatever.
Note: if you are stuck in some unfortunate nearby office-type place, they’ll bring the bao burgers to you.
Until bao burger drones become an option...
Some people get things done in a quaint little Melrose Place courtyard, over a soft-shell-crab banh mi from a Campanile vet.
Tough call, we know.
Pencil in Croft Alley, a charming little depot for egg sandwiches, duck prosciutto and soft-shell-crab banh mi, opening tomorrow.
If O Brother, Where Art Thou inspired a rustic deli, it’d be like this. A wood-clad little nook that’s all vintage Americana—wooden stand-up radio, aged ceramic plates, wine in mason jars—with a Campanile vet cooking in an open kitchen. And incidentally, he has great hair.
So next time the traffic gods deliver you to WeHo early for your meeting (it could happen), stop here. Grab coffee at Alfred, which is in the same building, then find your way to the big, hand-built wooden bar covered in vegetables and herbs. It’s hard to miss.
Grab an egg sandwich or beignets with housemade fig jam in the morning, or a rapini pizzette, bao burger or duck pastrami later. Then move to the red brick bench in the European-ish courtyard outside and hang out. Meet. Skype-meet. Screenwrite. Whatever.
Note: if you are stuck in some unfortunate nearby office-type place, they’ll bring the bao burgers to you.
Until bao burger drones become an option...
