Bottega Louie
I went here the day before I got laid off from my last job.
I went here one time when I was unemployed.
I went here the day I interviewed for my current job.
Let’s just say in the short lifespan of this restaurant, we have a little history together. It’s been the professional crutch that my college degree never was. One cost me 120 grand and the other one usually runs around $30. Now I’m no Milton Friedman or Suze Orman (I have a love-hate relationship with her - she’s freaking annoying but man is she right about personal finance), but I’m thinking that instead of pursuing a college degree at a private east coast university, I would have made a better investment by eating mushroom and foie gras papardelle during 18th Century British LIterature.
I’m sorry, but there are two undeniable truths in this life: 1) people who know they want to be investment bankers at the age of 19 are usually assholes, and 2) Jane Eyre is really fucking boring. You WILL have one person, usually a woman, try to convince you that Jane Eyre is a great novel. Here’s a free tip: do not listen to this woman. She literally doesn’t know what the hell she is talking about. She will also probably try to convince you that Taco Bell isn’t healthy and that your bedsheets should be laundered each time you wet your bed. She’s basically a moron.
For the record, I’m single and a wonderful catch.
Bottega Louie, 700 S. Grand Avenue, Los Angeles, CA 9017, (866) 418-9162.
