Get your fix: American Junkie’s kitchen surprises
Ryan Carpetner serves the Cali Cobb and strawberry walnut salads at Amerian Junkie on Hermosa’s Pier Avenue. Photo It took me a long time to even step inside American Junkie to see what the place was about. The first reason was the name, which I found repellent when I first heard it. I assume that it’s intended to be slang for “irresistible”, but if you have had friends who went down the black hole of addiction you recoil at trivializing it. The second reason I put off going there was that I often passed by on weekends when the place was party central for a young crowd, and I thought of it as a just a boisterous bar that served a little food. I knew it wasn’t that riotous all the time, and gets slow midweek like the rest of the area, but I thought of it primarily as a place to drink rather than eat. I tried the place due to a chance conversation while on my way somewhere else. We were talking about what we’d order while walking the plaza and a stranger said, “I just had the best wings of my life in there.” I looked at where he was pointing and had to make sure I understood him correctly. My companions and I were in a whimsical mood, and decided to change destination and try the…
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