"Freedman’s is really, really, really weird. And that’s exactly what makes this comfort food spot in a Silver Lake strip mall so f*cking awesome. It feels like it’s owned by your Jewish aunt who loves Miami and has a chopped liver recipe she guards with her life, and even if you don’t have one of those aunts, we bet you want to go eat at Freedman’s now. As for food, the popovers come with trout roe, potato latkes come in waffle form, and the large-format brisket is carved tableside with an electric knife salvaged from the ’80s. Order a martini to wash it all down, and feel safe in the knowledge that there’s no other place like this in Los Angeles." - jess basser sanders, brant cox
@TheInfatuation