There are places that time forgot, and then there’s the Venice Room in Monterey Park – a place that time not only forgot but seems to have made a conscious decision to avoid entirely, thank goodness.
In a world of constantly changing restaurant concepts and Instagram-engineered food trends, walking into this dimly lit Italian-American haunt feels like stumbling through a portal to 1960s California.
The moment you pull up to this unassuming building with its brick facade and distinctive red roof on Garvey Avenue, you know you’re in for something that defies easy categorization.
It’s the kind of place where you half expect to see Frank Sinatra and the Rat Pack huddled in a corner booth, plotting their next casino heist between bites of perfectly seared steak…