Bashan = the bomb
It was my pleasure to eat at Bashan last night. The food was extraordinary and the ambience unpretentious and airy. The sweetbreads were crispy bits of goodness offset by a spanish flair of piquillo peppers and capers. The baramundi was crispy and succulent and the accompaniments were perfectly cooked. The cooking has become sharper here in Los Angeles from Claremont to Agoura Hills; it is good to see.