Figaro! Figaro! Figaro!
Feels like eternity since we’ve stopped at Figaro, but it was such a divine, lovely summer late afternoon, that the establishment beckoned us. . .
Two of the things that makes me continue to love LA are the sidewalk cafes, and the European inspired restaurants that are so romantic and filled with beautiful experiences.
Figaro is both, and their happy hour is somewhat legendary amongst the bon vivants of the east side. The small tables always attract a menagerie of eclectic characters to happy hour with, which makes for fun encounters, and great people watching to say the least.
We had Kir Royales, crab cakes and pommes frites, while we observed several dozen Aperol Spritz’s head out to fellow diners…
Then we indulged in Figaro’s creme brulee to say Au Revoir!
Everything was lovely and delicious, with the French fries and vibes being mon préféré et très magnifique!!