May 31, 2014
Destination: The Local Peasant, Woodland Hills
Cost: $18.00 (inc. tip)
I was excited about the prospect of an evening at
the Canyon Club in Agoura to check out an obscure
band that I've come to admire. I did some “night on the town” primping and
after parking the car did my best old lady strut up to the entrance, wondering
why the lot was so empty. I soon found out the concert was cancelled due to
laryngitis.
Not about to let a good shower and blow-dry go to
waste, I pulled out the phone and started googling bars with music. Then I remembered
my friend in Calabasas who’s almost always up for anything and dialed his
number. “We’re out, we’re at The Local Peasant in Woodland Hills. Come join us,
I’ll buy you dinner.”
The amount of activity at this Ventura Blvd. gastropub was impressive: the
large patio out front was packed with lots of pretty people. It was an all ages-crowd, mostly thirty-somethings
and the energy was good. The staff was friendly and welcoming. After joining my
friend, his girlfriend and their small group – I found myself in the middle of a
lover’s spat. Most of the group left for $20 massages next door and two of us
hogged a large table for a long time, drinking wine and talking, I was
impressed with the gracious way we were offered a smaller table nearby, so the
large one could be freed for diners.
I’ll come back to try the food and the Diablo (the cocktail de rigueur). The appetizer
menu looked great, but a server never showed up. I’ll cut them some slack on a
busy night, since the overall impression was positive. Now I know where the cool folks go to hang out
in the West Valley.
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