Upon returning from a trip, Jackie and I generally have pasta as our first home-cooked meal. It isn't a question of deprivation (it happens even after we've been to Italy) but of a wish to return to cooking at its most domestic.
It's an idealistically simple marriage of Italian and Japanese cuisines. A seemingly strange combination that came to me during an extracurricular thought session I indulged in on a Sunday night many years ago.
The marriage between Italian eateries and comfort food is a blessed one and will continue to be for better or for worse. When it comes to the following three L.A.-based spots, it is definitely for the better.