Skip to comments.Has anyone eaten at the Original Tommy's Hamburgers , in Los Angeles?
Posted on 02/19/2012 3:22:10 PM PST by narses
Lent approaches, time to remember and indulge!
I also recommend Burrito King on the corner of Sunset & Alvarado.
My husband grew up eating food from this particular Tommy’s. There’s a Tommy’s in Simi Valley on Madera Rd., and DH said it’s the “real deal” — not one of the phony joints with a “Tommy’s” name slapped on it. My fave was a tamale in a paper container, slathered with chili and cheese. We moved away in 2010, and I do miss Tommy’s!
I always went late at night.
Being SO CAL GAL HELL YEAH
I took my 70-year-old grandmother and 82-year-old great uncle, and they both loved it!
Ol' Tommy used to hire ex-cons. Quite an atmosphere.
The original, Beverly and Rampart. 2AM. Sigh.....
Yep, me too. Sigh........
Many, many, many times while a student at UCLA. There was a “Son of Tommy’s” right down the street from my apartment, but nothing ever matched the Original Tommy’s.
I now live in rural Oklahoma. It is impossible for me to adequately describe to anyone from my new environs the special ambiance in the original Tommy’s tiny parking lot around 3 AM on a Friday or Saturday night. Holding the burger over the little wooden shelves (I assume they are still there, but I have not been there since about 2000).
Ah, gooooooood times. For those who don’t know, the Rampart area is not a particularly good one. And the later it gets the more interesting it gets. I would open the moon roof on my 1984 Toyota Celica, crank up the mariachi music, and no one ever tried to mess with my white-girl a**!
The hardest part was getting home before the chili kicked in......
YES and they are still great! I remember having one right after seeing the Exorcist—many moons ago. The chili is outstanding.
So Tommy didn’t have to always eat his own food he used to meet us a couple of times a month for breakfast at Astros at Glendale and Rowena
During the football season, on evenings following USC home games, the Tommy's in Rowland Heights is usually packed with Trojan fans wearing Cardinal and Gold, even though it's about 25 miles from the Coliseum.
I tried making my own at home. Close but not the same. Maybe if I eat it outside at 2am. Hmmm, well maybe.
And yes, the food at the Green Hill Bakery is great.
Worked in the area in the early ‘70s. Problem was getting served and back to work in an hour. Long lines!
“And this is why too many folks in the U.S. are so gawd dang fat/obese.”
Lack of exorcise maybe? I would miss fat people. They are
so easy to make fun of. Besides, if someone wants to be
fat, that’s their business.
“This is not funny. It is an ugly tragedy.” A great reason
to put federal food monitors in all schools and a fat tax
of 1000.00 a pond for anyone over their optimal weight
which would be set by Kathleen Sebelius.
Makes me want a Whataburger meal #2 w/cheese, onionrings
and a Coke. Life is 9000 calories a day and sitting on ones
LA is rapidly fading from my memory, but I can vaguely recall working downtown and having to hike half a block out of the building, two blocks to the parking garage, get into my car, go somewhere and stand in line to get food, do all the above in reverse, all in an hour.
There are some things I miss about LA. That’s not one of them. One of the first things I learned when I moved to Oklahoma, was that you can park right in front of things. Really. RIGHT in front. As in park, step out of car, and walk ten feet to door. It’s been nine years, and I’m still not completely used to that.
Of course, in LA’s defense, it’s not anywhere near as interesting when you get there. LOL!
I’ve been to the original, but I grew up a Valley kid so the one on Roscoe near the 405 across from the Budweiser factory was the place for me and my pals. Wednesday or Saturday nights, after cruising Van Nuys and downing a case of beer, it was a mandatory stop. I always went for the chili dogs, but eventually I figured I was just there for the chili anyway, so I graduated to the chili boat (just a bowl of chili with all the fixin’s on top).
Now that I live in Arizona, I make it a point to hit Tommy’s when we go back to visit the fambly. The good news is that Tommy’s is gradually moving south and west. They have them as far south as San Diego, and as far west as Barstow and Las Vegas. I figure they’ll eventually make it to Phoenix (just like In ‘n Out did) and I’ll never have to go back to California at all. :)
Same here... Van Nuys Blvd. and then on to Tommy’s across from the brewery. White Castle and Bob’s Big Boy on VN Blvd. while cruising. Those were some good times :-)
They are open 24/7/365. Even though there are other Tommy's locations, the food tastes better at the original IMHO.
The closest one now is on El Toro next to Big 5. Tommy's switched from Pepsi products to Coke products. They must have gotten an offer they couldn't refuse.
Heading to the Tommy’s in Santa Clarita right now.
Heading to the Tommy’s in Santa Clarita right now.
Is that you, Michelle?
Remember the honor system on the soft drinks that were unlabeled? Plus the absence of napkins. All you got was
sheets of slippery paper to whip up all the chile and grease.
You had to be tough to eat at Tommy's!
Nope. In the early 60’s, they put out boxes of the wrapping paper for you to use. Same paper that wrapped the burger.
Plus, he had a deal for unlabeled soft drinks and the bottles
were just plain glass. A separate cooler for each flavor
of drink. Spartan and scrumptious.
Nobody goes there anymore, it’s too crowded!
Thanks. I think I made my first Tommy’s run as an SC freshman in late ‘66—by then he might have had napkins, but maybe not. I do remember the paper shortage later, though, when the napkins disappeared. And I well recall the separate coolers. It was a manly place!
Fellow Spartan, class of ‘64, well versed in Tommy’s and the
32nd street walk a mart right off frat row. I still marvel
that I made it through all that shit. Tommy’s was the great
escape when we didn’t know cholesterol existed.
I took my wife there a few year ago on one of our trips. Imagine maneuvering a 42’ diesel pusher motor home on those
streets. We double parked on Rampart a half a block away and
got lunch.... we still laugh about it.
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