Dolores

This greasy breakfast place / family diner is like a home away from home in L.A. It's on Santa Monica, just West of the 405.

I went there with a friend. Hungover from a night of poker and still half in the clothes I had slept in the night before. The most wonderful thing about this place was that the waitress was so nice! "How can I help you darlin'?". "More coffee?" "How's the food?" And all of this not in some "You're-hung-over-and-I'm-not" attitude (which, for some reason, I was expecting), but with at least faked sincerity. We were given a booth big enough for 5 and our coffee cups were always full.

The food? OK. Good eggs. Decent bacon. Definitely not the best has browns (more potato-y than fried). You could get a bagel instead of toast (my, my!). The omeletes looked great, but I had a need for plain old eggs. Of course, in perfect California style, avacados could be added to any dish of your choosing.