I was unlucky enough to be a child of the 90s. The 90s sucked. I always wished I could have been a child of the 80s, but no I was stuck in the decade that started sarcasm, plaid shirts as fashion statements or rather just not washing in general as a fashion statement. It was filled with lots of music that I hated, but had to listen to because there was nothing else available. Lots of whiny songs about killing yourselves and the gov’t and how it sucked and blowing up shit, but it wasn’t fun like punk in the 1970s it was all 1990s and crap. Oh yeah and techno started then too, freakin’ great disco without the cocaine or fun lyrics.
The 1990s had a tendency to suck the fun out of anything that was supposed to be fun. You couldn’t even get a cup of coffee or rent a movie without being judged by some asshole with Buddy Holly glasses.
In the 1990s in Hollywood we didn’t have Fred 62 (but oddly we did have hipsters, who would have thought they would have lasted so long.) We didn’t have rat dogs in downtown LA (we still had rats.) We had House of Pies which sucked (everything in the 1990s sucked, seriously I lived it as a teenager, I was so pissed I wasn’t in the 80s, I spent every waking moment wishing I had been born in 1968) but it wasn’t about the food. We also had Toi or as we would call it the Rock N Roll Thai restaurant which was of course next to the Rock N Roll Ralphs (we called it that, because back then Sunset was about bands and prostitution.) When we ventured out to downtown to go to the Smell a club that didn’t card, because it was an all ages music venue it really smelled. Now there is a bar for people and their dogs next door. There is also some club (that people wait in a long line for) whose doormen wear cheap Fedoras.
We Hollywood kids had three choices for typical Midwestern sit down eats once we ventured outside of our world of King Jr High and Marshall HS past Sunset and Vermont: the Pantry, Canters (ok Canters wasn’t Midwestern, but they had french fries) or Denny’s of course Denny’s was banned for being racist, but at 1am you forget all about racism. And Denny’s was everywhere. Some people had curfews.
We used to go to the one by the 101 Freeway. I always got french fries since I was vegetarian, nothing more fun than a self-righteous 16 year old whose been drinking orange Gatorade and Vodka, my under-aged drink of choice. I thought Vodka had the least obvious smell for when I got home at 2am from “studying” at my girlfriend’s house.
“We fell a sleep mom, Algebra is hard!!!”
In the 1990s we bitched a lot about how we would be the first generation that would do worse than our parents. We were really into being depressed and identity politics, this was of course before the dot coms .
The dot coms changed everything. Silver Lake became Silverlake and Echo Park migrated east of the LA River and became the Eastside, but some things remain the same. Denny’s is still crazy cheap.
With a La Crisis going on that is 10 times worse than it was in the early 1990s, I strongly suggest you trying Denny’s. Of course you want to support your friend who just opened up a restaurant, but is that friend going to let you sleep in her kitchen after you’ve blown all of your money eating at her restaurant? Besides she’s a capitalist, she’ll understand.
The above meal cost us 5.99 and it can easily be split between three people. I know Denny’s is evil, but living in the US is evil and a 5.99 breakfast this huge, you can forget that it’s corporate at least while you are eating.
It’s called the Grand Slam. I hope Denny’s sends me a check for this.