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By Pamela Lang | August 5, 2009
I have a bone to pick with Donna Huffaker Evans? review of Steve?s Burgers (?Beefy competition among burgers,? Aug. 1). I don?t think it?s possible to judge three burgers fairly, or accurately, by eating a couple of bites, driving to the next chosen burger joint, nibbling again, and finally, chowing down in the confines of one?s vehicle. What kind of review can you give to any one of these burgers? Not a good one, I can assure you. I confess I?ve never had a burger from the Great White Hut or Senior Nacho, but I have had one from Steve?
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By Donna Huffaker Evans | July 4, 2009
Diners are the kind of eateries that appeal to the masses — folks looking for home-style cooking at an affordable price, parties of one who prefer the counter space for easier newspaper perusal and the bedraggled likes of those who over-indulged the night before, looking for the perfect greasy dish to sop up their alcoholic excess. You don’t have to drive too far around Glendale or Burbank to spot these greasy spoons, a distinction more charming than disparaging in today’s culinary terminology.
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By Donna Huffaker Evans | November 7, 2009
Long before I could afford to dine in restaurants with cloth napkins, pub fare was the food du jour. Barring that bag of Fritos I might have munched en route from one crime scene to the next, the only meals I enjoyed in those rookie reporter days arrived in paper-lined plastic baskets. The ambience was always the same: the sizzling fryer, the crack of a cue ball and the crunching of peanut shells under foot. Even the ketchup-splotched menus read similarly from one pub to the next — burgers, fries, onion rings.
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By Donna Huffaker Evans | August 1, 2009
There?s something unseemly and a little gluttonous about driving from hamburger stand to hamburger stand, tasting the charbroiled sandwiches, then piling up the beefy booty and wheeling across town to do it all over again. Not to mention, each grease-splotched paper bag plopped into my front seat served as a reminder to get my lipids checked. ?Next time, I swear, it?ll be salads,? I told my burgeoning image in the visor mirror. But, in the name of journalism, I forwent worrying about triglycerides, and forged on to find the best hamburger stand from the Burbank-Glendale-La Crescenta area.
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By Donna Huffaker Evans | July 18, 2009
Steak. In the summer, it’s what Dad grilled on the barbecue. In the winter, it’s what Mom tossed onto the electric grill. The sizzle sounded the same. Always a generous portion, always pink in the center and paired with potatoes. The only variable was vegetables — stringy green beans or shriveled peas. These I avoided like anthrax. For me, it was all about the main attraction — the beef. Living in Burbank, I’m a quick jaunt from two classic, family-owned steak houses: Smoke House, at Lakeside Drive and Olive Avenue and Taylor’s Steakhouse, a mere 13 miles to the east in La CaƱada Flintridge (the original Taylors, which opened in 1953, just west of Downtown Los Angeles, relocated to the Mid-Wilshire District in 1970.
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April 9, 2005
Bill Scollon In the fight to win teriyaki bowl fans, Yaki's is a strong competitor. They lead off with healthy ingredients such as skinless, boneless chicken, lean beef, fresh vegetables and nonfat sauces. Add masterful grilling and dish creativity, and you get tasty creations that just might knock you out. The main event is, of course, the chicken teriyaki bowl, steamed rice and cabbage set with charbroiled chicken, all topped with teriyaki sauce.
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By Donna Huffaker Evans | August 29, 2009
While economists are saying we may be reaching the end of the recession, I?m still counting pennies, trolling for coupons and looking for ways to stretch the handful of dollars clinging to my wallet. Like a lot of people, I?ve altered my spending behavior, plucking only the necessities from grocery store shelves and vastly reducing my dining-out budget (Food Fight being the exception). Another hibernating habit is buying java from corporate giants. So, I?ve been brewing at home or seeking out independently owned coffee houses.
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By Donna Huffaker Evans | November 7, 2009
Long before I could afford to dine in restaurants with cloth napkins, pub fare was the food du jour. Barring that bag of Fritos I might have munched en route from one crime scene to the next, the only meals I enjoyed in those rookie reporter days arrived in paper-lined plastic baskets. The ambience was always the same: the sizzling fryer, the crack of a cue ball and the crunching of peanut shells under foot. Even the ketchup-splotched menus read similarly from one pub to the next — burgers, fries, onion rings.
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By Pamela Lang | August 5, 2009
I have a bone to pick with Donna Huffaker Evans? review of Steve?s Burgers (?Beefy competition among burgers,? Aug. 1). I don?t think it?s possible to judge three burgers fairly, or accurately, by eating a couple of bites, driving to the next chosen burger joint, nibbling again, and finally, chowing down in the confines of one?s vehicle. What kind of review can you give to any one of these burgers? Not a good one, I can assure you. I confess I?ve never had a burger from the Great White Hut or Senior Nacho, but I have had one from Steve?
ENTERTAINMENT
By Donna Huffaker Evans | July 4, 2009
Diners are the kind of eateries that appeal to the masses — folks looking for home-style cooking at an affordable price, parties of one who prefer the counter space for easier newspaper perusal and the bedraggled likes of those who over-indulged the night before, looking for the perfect greasy dish to sop up their alcoholic excess. You don’t have to drive too far around Glendale or Burbank to spot these greasy spoons, a distinction more charming than disparaging in today’s culinary terminology.
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