Fatty's Public House
January 20th, 2014
I stopped in Fatty's Public House about 6 months ago and stayed for 5 minutes. My boyfriend and I had been looking for a watering hole along restaurant row on La Cienega the idea of grabbing a beer at a pub-house-style-bar sounded perfect. I used to frequent Oak Fire Pizza at this same location, so I was equally curious about it's new tenants. The loud pounding of club music oozing out of the building should have warned us enough. Fatty's was more like a club that night than a pub. The interior was so packed that I couldn't even accurately describe my surroundings and on top of it, I couldn't hear my self think. We politely 86'd ourselves from the building with no desire to return.
A couple of weeks ago, my friend and I decided to meet up for happy hour and exchange holiday gifts. I suggested four places and she suggested Fatty's. I was very over our hour long texting indecisiveness, so I caved. We were going to Fatty's Public House.
The second time at Fatty's was a completely different experience. We strolled in on a rainy week night and the place was practically empty and for a minute, I even thought the place had new owners again. Inside, it was warm and inviting with contemporary, non-distracting music in the background. We had our pick of the place, so we grabbed a table with a view of the open kitchen and bar area. Our server swung by immediately and dropped off menus. I had called ahead about the happy hour, but we wanted to confirm with him. He pointed to a tiny box in the small right corner of the menu and didn't show any food options, but he mentioned that they did have a few happy hour food specials. We went ahead and ordered the kale pizza and brussel sprouts.
The $5 red wine by the glass was perfect for the cold and rainy night and the pour wasn't skimpy either. After about 10 minutes or so, a guy dropped off our food and asked how everything was. So far, everyone we had come into contact with was super nice and it put us at ease. The service staff was prompt and more importantly, they smiled.
The kale pizza was covered in kale and some caramelized onions and it tasted fabulous. Who knew green pizza could taste so good? I would come back for it. When round 2 of wine arrived, we dove into the brussel sprouts. I chose the word 'dove' because the sprouts were swimming in oil. Yes, they tasted good with savory traces of balsamic vinegar and my friend had no idea how naughty they were, but I could have done without the heavy hand of oil. Oh, and the brussel sprouts had bacon too - double naughty.
The place had started to pick up inside and we were about to leave, when suddenly my friend freaked out. "Don't look now!" she exclaimed. Righhhhht, because of course when anyone says that, I'm going to look. She quietly explains that her super hot dentist is sitting across from us with his new girlfriend. She was right, he was hot. So she drooled a little and we continued to finish off the entire pizza, enjoying the type of "hot" dishes we could actually order in life.
Fatty's Public House, the second time, made a believer out of me. I still have to test out their specialty cocktails, so I will follow up with them in that department soon. The joint does have sort of a split personality at times, but perhaps that was just a weekend thing. Otherwise, it's nice to know there is another nearby happy hour that serves late night drink specials too. Word is, Fatty's also has half of burgers on Monday, half off bottles of wine on Wednesday, industry night on Sundays. Way to sweeten the pot.
P.S. I returned there this Sunday to meet up with friends for some daytime football and once again, the place was packed and the music was loud but is was a fun time. This place is definitely a pub-club!
829 North La Cienega Boulevard