Review: Aroma Café in West L.A.
Day 37: Bosnia and Herzegovina
I’ve been fortunate enough to eat a lot of different and interesting foods lately, but sometimes I just find myself sleepwalking through a meal. It isn’t that the food is bad, because if it were, it would definitely stand out. But so would a particularly good one. On occasion, it manages to make me full and at the end I’m not sure I have anything to say. This is partially the fault of the restaurant itself, but must also be due to the cuisine as well. If the meal is prepared in this middle ground of execution, I may well still be intrigued just because the type of food is so new and exciting. But Eastern European food, even when mixed with a Mediterranean influence, has become very familiar. Things like kabob, chevapchichi, sour cream, goulash and stuffed peppers have become quite familiar. Sometimes there are even dumplings. Don’t get me wrong, I like this cuisine a lot, but at this point, for it to stand out to me, it has to be particularly well executed.
Aroma Café in West L.A. I decide for a simple night out with GirlfriendBites at the end of my first legitimate 40 hour work week in quite some time. I pick her up from home, we drive up to the restaurant and get a spot right out front. We look at the menu for a few minutes, make our order and pretty soon food starts coming out. A simple roasted pepper salad with parsley, oil and vinegar is good enough to remind me of outdoor cafes near cobalt blue oceans, but not quite enough to transport me there. A basic, properly cooked chicken kabob on a bed of onions (there aren’t a lot of pork or beef free dishes available for GFB) is satisfactory. The cheese burek, a baked philo dough stuffed with a slightly tart white cheese is an addition to the meal that makes my ears perk slightly. It’s warm, crispy and surrounds a cheese with enough character to stand out and give something more than just a texture change. Lastly I drop the side of my fork through the middle of sour cabbage leaves wrapped around rice and ground meat. They sit like boats in some kind of salty, savory ocean with a sour cream island floating in the middle. The sour versions of both the cabbage and cream are a welcome means to cut into some of the overwhelming seasonings, but eventually everything seems to dissolve into an erupted volcano where everything combines, sinks and dissolves into the brownish translucent depths. Not a bad dish by any means, but nothing I’ll be thinking about tomorrow. We sip strong cafe lattes and I’m happy for a little caffeine boost to make sure I’m awake enough to enjoy a few more hours of my Friday night.
We leave the restaurant and head toward the video rental store to drop off some overdue movies and I try to take a moment to gather my thoughts on the meal that was just ingested. But then, for a moment, I can’t remember what I had just eaten. It passes quickly and I recall what had transpired, but realize that it may have been a product of so many meals and almost as many countries, back to back— yet I have to think that if I’d eaten something spectacular, this wouldn’t have happened at all. I don’t mean to complain, and I’m not sure that’s what this is, but tonight felt less like an opportunity for learning and more like grabbing a quick bite by my house before before calling it a week. However, the great thing is, at least for now, there will be a tomorrow. I’m looking forward to it.
2530 Overland Ave
Los Angeles, CA 90064
Food Breakdown: 2 non-alcoholic beverages, 3 appetizers, 1 entrees
Distance From My House: 1.8 miles
2530 Overland Ave, Los Angeles, CA 90064
I really wanted to love this place as it is so close to my house but, it just falls short in so many departments every time I go. Your experience echoes mine... totally unmemorable and sometimes, just plain bland and blah.
The best thing to do at Aroma on Overland, is to nurse a cup of their great Turksha coffee (which is basically Turkish coffee) for the better part of a lazy afternoon along with a cherry strudel. Sure beats Strawbucks.
my experience of a couple of months ago was the same as noahbites and banquisha. wanted to love it, but once was enough! other than the brad it was heavy, and not particularly tasty or fun.
The best thing about Aroma is to sit outside and drink coffee and hear the clutch of men talk in Serbo Croatian or whatever. Low voices, glasses clinking. Takes me back to Dubrovnik when I was 20 and Tito was still around. Skip the food - bland, tastless and the hope that it would be better never comes. Don't even try to hope - its just the outdoors and the coffee and the low voices that work.