The problem with The Misfit is twofold. It’s too far away (right by the beach. Only richies live by the beach) and they have too many yummy sounding things on the menu (the french dip sliders and fries were the highlights).
Luckily, when you’re with 10 people and you get to try them all.
So, only go here if you have 10 friends in tow. No less. That would make you sad and friendless.
Just as much a place to grab a beer or a bite, The Misfit is a really attractive, antique looking establishment.
Thankfully, the birthday boy (Billy Goat Gruff) is probably as old as the building, so it was very fitting.
Best dig ever, Billy? Consider yourself roasted.
225 Santa Monica Blvd
Santa Monica, CA 90401