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Sizzler Restaurants
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Category: Restaurants [Edit]
Neighborhood: Hollywood1323 N Highland Ave
Los Angeles, CA 90028
(323) 467-2353
5 reviews for Sizzler Restaurants
Well, what do you expect, it's Sizzler...
Sizzler is one of those restaurants your parents take you to when you're six, and when you're that young you think it's really fancy. The self-serve salad bar?
Classy.
Ordering from a lighted picture near the restaurant's entrance?
You know it's a special occasion!
But seriously, Sizzler can grow up with you, and winning second place at your Catholic school spelling bee (and I STILL can't spell neurosus... nueroses? anyway --) doesn't have to be your reason for coming there.
Come there around the last week of the month, when you're too broke to go to the upscale, Zagat-rated restaurant all your coworkers are raving about (note to self -- stop wasting time on Yelp, and maybe you'll get a raise), but not quite broke enough to go the drive-thru route or *gasp* make your own wholesome, healthy meals at home.
Mailbu chicken, steaks in various sizes (6 oz, 12 oz, and cardiac arrest), and shrimp: grilled, sauteed, or -- my favorite -- fried, fried, fried...
What do you want, it's Sizzler, and it's easy.
Come in. Point at the food you want, pay, seat yourself.
Fifteen minutes later your food will come.
Eat it, and contemplate how you can make the world a better place.
Start, by leaving your server a large tip. He or she deserves it: they filled your soda like a thousand times, and didn't look at you weird even once when you kept asking for more cheese toast.
This place used to be good. They have a new manager now and she is terrible. The waiter brought my wife's plate out and they burned the shrimp. I mean they were really overcooked. We asked the waiter to take them back and guess what, he starts eating them on his way back to the kitchen - no kidding. And to top it off the cook eats them out of my wife's plate as well. We saw them in the kitchen eating the shrimp. I really have no problem with that (all be it, that is gross) my problem is when he presented her a new plate of shrimp, these were also burned to a crisp. I said "dude, can you not see these are just as dark as the ones you brought her before?" he said "yes they sure are, I don't know what is going on." My thinking is if you see that why bring them out. We tell him no thanks we are leaving please call the manager so we can get a refund. The manager (older Asian lady) tells my wife no refunds. I said WHAT!. She didn't eat your food. She said well what I will do is refund you half. I was so upset I agreed just so I could leave but my wife told her how unfair that is and how we would have shown her the first plate of burnt shrimp if her staff didn't eat it all. That is when she agreed to a full refund. I told the manager, "trust me we will not be back."
Save your time and money folks - this Sizzler USED to be really good, but as you can see, no more - that is...unless you like overcooked shrimp.
I learned two things today.
1. I love sizzler and the dude who upsold us at the sizzler, his name was Ryan.
2. My boss is a cheapskate.
I worked all friggin day on a film and with a gleam in his eye, the producer couldn't wait to tell us that we were going to the sizz across the street from the studio. Yes, I know we were acting and probably shouldn't be eating more than two or three leaves o' lettuce then having a cigarette for dessert, but it was the adoration and pure lust in his voice that made me squinch my face in hatred. "It's the Hollywood one, we'll most likely see people there. Like Darryl Hannah or something".
Darryl was not there but the service we got was like she was. We were only 5 of 7 people there but that did not remove the spunk from Ryan the cashiers demeanor. I looked him square in the eye and said--I like you. I filled my plate with salad, pasta, tacos, guacamole, clam chowder, cheese toast, fruit and topped it off with good ol ice milk and pieces of oreo. Just like when I was a kid.
So all is forgiven and the view of highland is spectacular.
Ok for a quick, mediocre bite. Salad bar is best bet...at least is is reasonably healthy and usually fresh.
Oh boy Sizzler! My mouth does everything but water when I think of the canned goodness offered up by my neighborhood SIzzler. This Sizzler is located in Hollywood, a block away from my house, therefor it is known as Johns Personal Kitchen. Too bad is isn't a Cheesecake Factory...but in this world there are places like Sizzler and they have to be located somewhere, so I have no idea where this review is headed.
Francis is the most ougoing waitress of America. If you order something that comes on a hot, sizzling skillet (there's that word again! It's like all the corporations that own restaurants agreed to use the word SKILLET in every menu...do you even own a skillet? I don't.)
she will scream "Hot, Sizzling Skillet coming through!" and she yells it every time, she is so excited about your order so make sure you sit in her section or you will get Ho-Hum Harriet who doesn't really care about anything in life. I can't suggest anything on the menu, each item is voted on at some secret meeting, prepared at the plant, placed in plastic bags that are delivered to the individual Sizzler locations and are then thawed out and heated up in boiling water. All the portions and sizes have been pre-made at the factory, so if you ask for more sauce on your pasta you will get confusion and tears from the wait staff. Steaks are all cooked the same, are the size of a deck of cards and come with the flavor completely removed. Cows died needlessly for this.
Avoid this place on Saturdays and Sundays as the package tour companies line their buses up outside and the place fills up with hungry French, Japanese and English tourists. I often wonder if the French think American food is good once they get their mouths wrapped around the taste of Tri-Color Corn Medley or Vegetable Flavor Rice Salad. C'est Merde. Then I remember, screw the French.
I once watched a very fat man consume over 20 plates of all you can eat shrimp. If you want to feel pride for being an American take a trip to Sizzler and bask in the goodness of America.
THis location attracts the best variety of prostitutes and the mentally insane. Bring a camera, you never know what or who you will see.
