Buenos Aires Grill

Melissa Conte

First, I want to say this review is LONG overdue. Second, I want to say that a few years ago, I realized that eating beef or pork typically causes me severe intestinal distress, so I very rarely eat either. And lastly, it’s imperative to say that I am perhaps the pickiest eater on the planet. My adult sons tell me my food palate is that of a toddler – I won’t eat, or even try most foods, including eggs, seafood, fish, or foods that look weird or have mushy textures (like mushrooms or tofu), in addition to a litany of other foods, so if I write a positive food review, rest assured, the restaurant, and food, was phenomenal. Months ago, I was invited to Los Angeles, with my friend of more than thirty years, Martha. On our first evening, we went to eat at Buenos Aires Grill with her aunt, uncle, mom, and cousins – in total, we were a party of seven. All of the food ordered was shared, family style. Since I had heard so much about the restaurant, I knew I wanted to try everything – and clearly, I (almost) did. Since Martha had eaten there before, and she knows my likes and dislikes, I requested she place the order on my behalf. We started with the empanadas. OH, MY GAWD… THESE empanadas are the ABSOLUTE BEST I have EVER eaten – EVER… E.V.E.R. and I have lived in Cuba, México, and Spain… The empanadas are sheer PERFECTION… they APPEAR to be fake – they are absolutely flawlessly shaped and baked… their crust is neither too thin nor too thick. The filling was drool inducing and I, honestly, genuinely, doubted the taste could be improved, but once I topped the empanada with the chimichurri, if I would have died, in that moment, I would have rested in peace as the happiest human on Earth. She also ordered both the Quesos Fundido and Provoleta and the Chimichurri and (French) Bread (baguette) – I LOVE CHEESE, and French bread, but, once again, I am PICKY – and skeptical of new foods. Both the cheeses caused my salivary glands to go into elated overdrive. The union of cheese, chimichurri, and the baguette… TO DIE FOR. <insert image of drooling> I don’t know if Martha ordered the Manolo or Buenos Aires Parrilla, but I ate a bite, or two, of each and every single one of the elements. Despite having lived in Texas since 1990, and as an individual who has eaten countless steaks, ribs, sausages, and chorizo, I have never eaten more deliciously seasoned, epically prepared, and perfectly grilled bites of beef and pork. In addition to the meat, the parrillas were accompanied by mashed potatoes, French fries, Spanish rice, and sautéed vegetables. HOLY MOLY – each side was mouthwatering, scrumptious, delightful. Fearing I would not want to eat the meat, based on the aforementioned explanation, Martha also ordered the Spinach & Cheese Ravioli and the Chicken Alfredo… I have eaten A LOT of pasta dishes in my day… I was raised to believe I was 50% Italian (thanks to 23andMe, I now know that is false). In any case, I’m confident that my recent diagnosis of pre-diabetes is a direct result of my insatiable desire and propensity for the consumption of carbohydrates, but I digress… the ravioli, the linguini, the tomato, and Alfredo sauces were exquisitely delectable, positively blissful, absolutely scrumptious. Side note: just writing this review is making my mouth water… Since Martha had not seen her aunt, uncle, and cousins, in quite some time, the dinner was also the pretense for a family gathering and celebration for her uncle’s birthday. We consumed more bottles of wine than I care to admit because their selection was absolutely superb. I know we had dessert, but, for the life of me, I cannot recall WHAT we ate (thanks to the imbibement) … all I remember is that it, too, was luscious. It’s also important to mention that I, too, am extremely particular about where I use a public restroom – but, since I had so much wine, it was necessary I take a bio-break. The restroom was super tidy, well stocked, and clean – something I undoubtedly appreciate.

Jhilma Morales

Absolutely LOVED the food, but unfortunately the service lacked incredibly. We were seated by the lovely host and after that, we sat there for a good while until a server came to greet us. Mind you, it wasn't overly packed to say they were extremely busy with other tables. At least not at the beginning. I had to repeatedly remind the server about our drink refills and the bread. The manager came to our table twice and I would take advantage to ask for what I needed with him. The server would take so long to show up, I had to take some of our dirty plates along with the mini parilla up to the bar area. This was my second time here and not sure if I will go back due to the lack of service. At least not for dine in.

Abigail Barba

Great food and service. Spinach cannelloni with pink sauce is a favorite (pictured). It's also really easy to eat low carb/keto here, if that's your thing.

Sima Parla

I miss my sweetbrid.the only place I can get it. It was a littel overcooked.my dog will love the leftover 😋 😍 The waiter was reay hard worker. One that cares about his position. Food was good. I love the chemistries.