The restaurant guide with Jonathan Gold and Michelle Huneven confirmed why I am so disturbed by that woman, and have been since she started at the Weekly. Where Mr. Gold will scour L.A.’s diverse communities for a good meal, Huneven wouldn’t know her way off Santa Monica Boulevard (not east of La Brea, of course) if you gave her a compass, a map and directions. What’s she afraid of? Maybe you all have told her not to go off the “beaten path,” as Gold does. Whatever the case, when I lived in the Crenshaw area, I found your paper alienating to say the least. Hey, absent Erin Aubry Kaplan, leaving the Westside is not something you folks like to do.
Your otherwise excellent “Winter Restaurants 2002” guide was severely blemished by Michelle Huneven’s unfortunate cop-out on the significant subject of po’ boy sandwiches. The Gumbo Pot? Ye gods, Michelle, isn’t that kind of like saying Domino’s is a pretty good place for pizza? If the amazing po’ boys at Uncle Darrow’s and Stevie’s on the Strip were too obscure for you, you might at least have given a shout-out to the reliably excellent sandwiches at Harold & Bell’s.