I thought I didn't care about diners, but it turns out I just didn't care about diners that weren't very good. Waffle House aside, I've never been a fan, but I'm practically a groupie after Doordashing from Pann's.
One Country Fried Steak, coming up. Juicy cube steak, pounded thin, fried and breaded brown, drowning in a decadent cream-of-sausage soup that they call gravy. They set it on a bed of hash browns for me, and I fight the urge to go for over-easy eggs and get a side of fruit as a palate reset between my bites.
Pay for a brick of biscuit or two, these spectacular squares weigh more than they look like they should, simultaneously the densest, lightest thing you've ever tasted. The heft comes from an amount of lard that might be illegal, but the buttery layers will simply melt away. Sure, get some fried chicken too, but that's almost an afterthought next to the best biscuit you'll ever eat.
Combo Waffle for the win, but you can get those sausages and eggs just about anywhere. The Combo French Toast is better if you get it with fried chicken. Big fluffy brioche slices coated in egg so thick you'll never see the bread. Best when smothered with syrup and eaten with the best fried wings in the world.
I get weirdly cheap about paying expanded range fees on Doordash, but I won't even bat an eye for Pann's. It could be fifty dollars and I'd pay. If their food is this good after a trek from way up in La Cienega, I can't imagine what it would taste like fresh.
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