So maybe my standards are too high. I do try not to have high expectations. I just want a decent experience--okay food, okay service. One local restaurant I frequent is actually not great--it's sort of a greasy spoon--but they don't pretend to be great. They are fairly consistent, and the service is friendly.
Deep down I long for something wonderful, but I must admit I'm a little desperate. If someone in a local business is even just averagely kind and competent, I feel like I adore them. If the food is just acceptable, I will be loyal. Damn, give me a couple more years and soon I may be calling that pretentious little hellhole I was bitching about earlier an unparalleled fine-dining experience.
It's SO seriously time to move somewhere else.
I wasn't aware that LA was such a culinary disappointment. I've spent very little time there. Good to know.