Delicious Spree LA to Z...D is for Don Antonio's
LAist is going on a delicious spree around LA from A to Z. This week, we continue with.....D is for Don Antonio's.
A friend introduced us to Don Antonio's. It was back when we kept telling him about Casa Escobar. No no, he told us. It’s all about Don Antonio’s. No, no we retorted, mi casa es Casa Escobar. But our argument couldn’t hold water against his because he had been to both, and we had not. Suffice it to say, we eventually made it Don’s, and though it wasn’t better, it wasn’t worse. That’s how LAist was frst introduced to Don Antonio’s, but we never found out from our friend who initially introduced him to Don. That’s the way it is with Don Antonio’s – you get there by introduction through someone else. We introduced another friend to Don, and when he mentioned it for a quick weeknight dinner, we couldn't refuse.
As if like Mexican Mafia, no one ever talks about Don Antonio’s, but somehow the people who need to know about it, know about it. It’s one of those places that’s been around since the beginning of time, so it doesn’t get "new restaurant buzz," and Don stays on the DL, hanging back in the shadows, never advertising itself through the regular channels. Apparently, Don Antonio doesn’t need any, because it always seems very busy. The cars line up along the street patiently waiting to pull into the valet lot, and there are always people waiting on the sidewalk in front of the entrance smoking.
Don Antonio’s doesn’t beat around the bush, making simple, obvious statements. With its cheesy lit-up sign that simply states “Seafood” and “Cocktails,” and a red neon arrow that points down toward the entrance on Pico, the restaurant looks like it belongs in Vegas, though not on the Strip - the seedier off-Strip section, like maybe Vegas’ downtown.