"This old-school diner is the kind of spot where you’ll sit next to a couple dissecting their granddaughter’s soccer game and debating the best dogsitter for their corgi over perfectly fluffy pancakes. Weekends usually mean you’ll wait, but you can always pour yourself a cup of self-serve coffee from the big carafe out front and wander over to the nearby golf course to continue living out your suburban fantasies. Once you sit down, focus on the classics and grab an order of the Biscuits From Heaven." - sylvio martins, cathy park, jess basser sanders
"This no frills, family owned eatery has been argued by many to be the best breakfast/brunch on the Westside. Although the family named the restaurant after a tiny village in the north of Scotland, the fare is decidedly American comfort food. They have a great variety of specialty pancakes and egg dishes, including the Huevos O’Groats - a biscuit dough tortilla topped with black beans, sautéed onions and peppers, two eggs, shredded cheese, sour cream and salsa. Their biggest standout may be their biscuits as they are always prepared to order. This place is no secret to the masses though, so be prepared for a bit of a wait especially on weekends." - Clever Creative
"There is something quietly comforting about the unchanging force that is John O’Groats, a family-owned, blue-gingham-covered daytime restaurant that has been slinging breakfasts and behemoth biscuits on West Pico Boulevard for more than 30 years. The place is incredibly kid-friendly: Find all the young diner requisites (scrambled eggs, pancakes, French toast, and crispy hash browns, among them), and prepare to be impressed by how determined the restaurant seems to be inclusive of dietary preferences and allergen sensitivities. The kids’ menu is also coloring paper — the restaurant provides the box of crayons." - Nicole Adlman
"If you know—or are—a person who grew up on the Westside, John O’Groat’s is more than just a diner. It’s a place where you might have lost your first tooth or went every Saturday after soccer practice and ate buttermilk pancakes until your parents cut you off. That homey, small-town charm remains. Everyone inside this classic American diner on Pico is either reading the newspaper, swapping hot neighborhood gossip, or eating Biscuits From Heaven until they’re ready to nap. Yes, they’re actually called Biscuits From Heaven and yes, that’s an accurate description." - brant cox, sylvio martins, garrett snyder
"If breakfast and lunch are required, head over to the nearly 40-year-old John O’Groats. This daytime fare restaurant does far more than just breakfast, it’s the spot to get something for every preference. Dive into some of Los Angeles’s flakiest fried haddock and seasoned fries while taking in the heavily tartan-patterned digs." - Mona Holmes