Neighborhood Eats: Commerson

Right before we started this whole healthy eating thing, Magneto and I took a walk down the block to a new restaurant that I’d been dying to try. After reading great writeups and seeing what appeared to be a packed soft opening, I had confidence that Commerson would be a new favorite neighborhood hang, despite its relatively high prices.

Housed on the ground floor of one of the nicer complexes along this stretch of Wilshire, the space is modern – stark, really. But the chairs outside are comfortable, and I’m not too bothered by the flow of traffic coursing up La Brea, especially on a Sunday morning. The service is friendly, knowledgeable, and timely. I’m a little bit in love with this place.

Knowing that this was to be one of my last indulgent meals, I started with a full-fat, full-caffeine cappuccino with a packet of raw sugar. Yup. Sugar. And fat. So delicious.


Magneto and I decided to split two entrees, since neither of us could decide what we wanted. The Roadie, a traditional breakfast plate of sausage, bacon, potatoes, eggs, tomatoes, and toast, felt very much like the kind of breakfast your mom would make, only prettier.


The House Made Sopes with Mole Hollandaise, on the other hand, was the kind of breakfast only a chef would make – so pretty, so perfectly composed, so imaginative that I still can’t figure out how to make that creamy but punchy sauce.

We’ll come back one day, Commerson. I swear. But we might have to run between our house and your door 100 times before and after to make up for it.

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