Shutters on the Beach in Santa Monica, CA

You know how, sometimes, you just click with someone? You could find him or her wherever, and for whatever reason, you just click.

My friend Mo and I clicked. Mo is the only person that can keep up with me, taking “work hard, play hard” to another level. She’s super fun, super outgoing, super down for anything. We both operate under the “why not?” life credo, in that we rarely say no to anything.

This leads to loads of adventures, memories, and stories. It also leads to heartbreak when your partner in crime moves across the country to Los Angeles, trading life on the storied, marble halls of Capitol Hill for bright lights and movie stars at Sony Pictures. (And all I got was a Men in Black squirt gun).

Slightly more non chalant than me, Mo said, when she moved, “No worries! We’ll see each other all the time and have plenty of adventures.” And, she was right.

We braved Hurricane Sandy in NYC, and two weeks later, I was in LA for plenty of fun. She’s also arriving this Friday to visit me in D.C.

Truthfully, I’ve never been a huge fan of LA, it’s too busy, too fake. I much prefer a charming quaint city with some character, not a bustling big-and-commercial  one like LA.

But, Mo lives in Manhattan Beach, which reminds me a lot of the beachside town in Florida where I went to high school. While she was at work, I ran along The Strand, went to yoga, ate delicious breakfast sandwiches that could only be dreamt up by a stoner, and ogled the dozens of French bulldogs that I’m sure all know how to skateboard. What chill little beach town.

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On Saturday, Mo knew exactly where to go for brunch, Shutters on the Beach in Santa Monica. Shutters is an enormous, charming, wooden beach-front hotel not unlike the famous Hotel del Coronado in San Diego. We pull up and the valet boys, clad in pink Lacoste polos and white dockers, and waiting under a striped awning, handle parking of the automobile. There are beach cruisers available for guests, should you like to take a spin.

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We breeze through the lobby down to the Coast, one of Shutters’ restaurants, which, has wooden white decor and airy ceilings, giving it a cottage feel very similar to The Cottage at La Jolla or something you’d find in Key West. The Coast looks out on to the Santa Monica Beach, which is lined with charming red-and-white umbrellas.

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We were joined by Mo’s friend Ian, and we all ordered coffee. Our waitress was prompt, albeit a bit clueless.

As this is LA, things are still pricey, and the prices on the Coast’s brunch menu were steep, even by Washington standards. Seeking out carbs to start (as always), we eyed the blueberry muffin on the menu. “So, like, is it one muffin? For $7?” we queried.

“We’ll take the muffins,” I said.

“Well, it’s one muffin,” said the waitress.

“How big is the muffin?” inquired Mo, who could care less about muffins but likes messing with people.

“Regular-sized,” replied the waitress.

“Well, that’s actually a big spectrum,” countered Mo sarcastically.

“I mean, mini-muffins were standard in my household,” I quipped. (RIP, Hostess)

And so began our very cynical debate on what the regular size of a muffin might be.

As it turns out, this muffin was larger than normal. And, pretty good, but did not contain nearly enough blueberries.

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On to the entrees, when Mo selected the huevos rancheros, made with fried eggs, plenty of tomato sauce, and a crostini with goat cheese. Disappointed there weren’t breakfast potatoes, she ordered some, and we all shared.

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I opted for the ricotta pancakes, which were served with fresh fruit. The ‘cakes were crispy on the outside with moist ricotta sweetness on the inside. I ate two in about two minutes flat and shared the third with Mo and Ian.

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I also ordered greek yogurt and fresh berries for the table. The dish was over-priced, but the fruit was fresh and it was a nice complement to the rest of the meal.

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As Ian is of Irish heritage, he felt obliged to pay homage to his homeland and order the corn beef hash. Mo had already informed him that one of the rules of brunching with the Bitches is no one can order the same thing. He seemed genuinely concerned someone would order his dish of choice.

“No, Ian, don’t worry none of us wanted your corn beef hash,” said Mo, who is also 100% Irish. (I happen to be 50%). Asked if we wanted some, we both stated quizzically at the hash and politely declined.

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Ian enjoyed the corn beef hash immensely.

After brunch, we strolled the charming Santa Monica shoreline, braving a very breezy afternoon.

The Bitches say: A. A beautiful beach front brunch spot that’s worth the visit when you’re in LA.

Coast
Shutters on the Beach
One Pico Blvd.
Santa Monica, C.A.
(310) 587-1707

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  • Elizabeth says:

    Also worth checking out in Santa Monica — brunch at the Penthouse. It’s on the 12th floor of a hotel just a few blocks off Wilshire, so you get a phenomenal view of the area, from the mountains to the Pacific horizon. Bottomless mimosas abound, and the cornmeal blueberry pancakes are to die for.

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