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Írjon visszajelzéstI recently traveled to California and had never heard of a place called "The Hat." When my friend asked if I liked pastrami, I said I absolutely did, and he suggested we check it out. The restaurant has a charming nostalgic atmosphere and has been in business for 70 years. The food is not only delicious but also very affordable, making it an excellent value. If you enjoy pastrami, this is a must-visit spot!
Service was super fast, staff were nice, the food was very tasty and well served, they give a lot of food. It's a bit expensive, but it's worth it.
Oh, this place was off the hook! Not much parking, but people are coming pretty fast, so it is worth finding a place. I'm not a pastrami fan, so I got the roast beef dip while my Hubby got the pastrami. We ordered a page of Chili-Käsefries. The Fritten are ENORMOUS! Big enough to share with 4 people, so I'm glad we only had 1 order. Little food. Two tables and four tables. Restroom available for customers. In any case, closer places will try, but we are just by chance near this! Have fun?
It's close to midnight, and I'm going west to 60 when my gas light comes in. I have another way until I get home, so I take the next exit; Atlantic Boulevard. When I sit on the stairs to turn into the Shell Station, the neon signs of the hat? Catch my eyes. World-famous pastrami. I see through the perfectly transparent front windows a scene that reminds me of an Edward Hopper painting. Some males sit under fluorescent white lights as a crew of chefs behind the counter to make what I suspect to be the questionable pastrami. My stomach falls, and I follow his hungry will. I park and go to a place that hasn't changed for a few decades. I choose the most obvious menu options: Pastrami, small frits, medium coke. I get a paper number and sit and a two-person stand of torn artificial leather from the 1980s. I observe how the checkout after order by a tie clip below a linen line that spans the kitchen. And I observe how the cooks react with a robotic efficiency, but human enthusiasm. Five minutes later, I'll hand over two paper bags that seem too hard for what I ordered. And indeed, when I open them, I find that the little frits occupy half of the bag and weigh enough to have their own gravitation move. I'm trying a couple and they taste like Pommes. I develop the pastrami sandwich and look more pastrami than I had in recent years, fell out of a standard hoagie. It's enough food for a small family, but here I sit alone, prepare for the fight. It's delicious. Between the bites, I contemplate life by looking through the simple, charming windows in the light night traffic, which runs past a rare, mirrored, rain-covered highway. Although I was eating five or so, I still have a half sandwich and a pound of pumice. But I'm here to love every second. The charm you feel with a visit to The Hat is tormenting old-American, and in its transparent simplicity you will find light peace. In a world of Qr code menus, paying apple, food delivery robots, The Hat offers a escape from the ultra-complicated, extra-automated 21. Century. A time machine I'll stop at any time. 10/10.
The Hat is a Los Angeles staple and one of the top spots for chili cheese dishes. The burgers and fries are excellent, but the real highlight is the pastrami chili cheese fries. They come topped with a generous portion of pastrami, and the serving size is massive—perfect for sharing between 2 to 4 people. The staff is fantastic and friendly. The only downside is that the way they announce pick-up numbers inside the dining room is a bit quiet, making it difficult to hear. Other than that, it's a wonderful place to enjoy a meal and relax.