the hatfields have no fued here...

I hear Karen and Quinn Hatfield are taking over the new Red Pearl Restaurant space just a few blocks east and one block north of their endearing but oddly shaped cubby on Beverly Dr. What is it about those two always with their eye on the habitats of Asian cuisine. Wasn't their current abode previously the home of many a steamy pork stuffed orb and tamari sodden green beans? Now they're moving into the ridiculously red pan Asian now defunct last ditch effort of the Goodell's who also opened the late Mason G. I waited for almost 2 hours at that place for a plate with the tiniest piece of sea bass I've ever seen and a virtual sea of (get this) parmesan foam.... yeah. Luckily they sent us over to unrecognizable and totally forgetable cocktails that knocked us way past tuesday so who's crying here. Not me. Anyway, I love that the Hatfields are getting a bigger and more glamorous place to hang their shingle because well, I love that their the Hatfields. And Their food is really spot on. And I spent the sweetest evening there with my mother last year oohing and ahhing over everything. There was a carrot gnocchi amuse-bouche that brought both me and my mom to silence - momentarily. A feat none the less. I'm looking forward to more, bigger, better but hopefully just as homey as before.