Once she was shopping for fabric trim and flowers for Mother's Day, she realized she was famished. She asked the shop owner where the closest place to grab a bite was. He pointed directly across the street, to a place she didn't even realize was a restaurant.
Las Amigas is a teeny little shop, with a seating area right across the alley that leads to parking. It is definitely not the flashiest place, and if you're looking for slick atmosphere you are certainly not going to find it here. I can safely call it "hole in the wall" territory. But she toodled over there anyways and ordered a chile relleno. You know it's ethnic when a Southern California native with a working understanding of espanol has to point to what she wants because they couldn't understand what she wanted. It didn't matter-- it was delicious.
|My brother at the seating area|
She brought us back there, on a search for more fabric trim (or a thinly veiled excuse for more chile relleno). My dad commented it was kind of like dining in a foreign country--outdoor seating only. My brother ordered a Tamarind Jarritos, and after a confused pause and much pointing at the menu,
"Ahh! Jarrrrrritos Tamarrrrindo, Si!"
Okay, we are officially los gringos gargantuan, because our waitress cannot even understand us talking about soda.
She brought out amazing homemade salsa, but stated that she didn't bring out the hot salsa. My brother requested the hot salsa. Dubbed "salsa de aceite" it was a top secret mix of crushed peppers and other ingredients suspended in a fiery orange oil. It was smokey and savory, almost bacon-like, with a slow hot burn at the end. Equipped with the spoon provided, we ladled it over our enchiladas, chile relleno, chips, tortillas, naked bodies... just kidding on the last one but it was really that good.
|Oh we totally got some to take home!|
|closeup of yum!|
Best of all, it was very reasonably priced. For four drinks, three enchilada platters, one chile relleno platter, a stack of 16 warm tortillas, chips and salsa, a 9 ounce tub of liquid spicy crack to take home, and three chile rellenos to go, it was $58 plus tip.
Yes, my mother ordered three chile rellenos to go. It's that good.
830 San Julian St
Los Angeles, CA 90014