This thread was precipitated by a review by Besha Rodell that caught my eye in LA Weekly. Good writing. I happen to know the original Farmers Market in LA from way back, so mild nostalgia was part of my reading. Also, the word tripe wiggled for attention. I've only eaten tripe once, in a NYC French restaurant with Roberta and Diane.
They didn't order tripe, cough. I didn't love it or hate it, not awful as I'd guessed it might be. I also read a hilarious article about making/cleaning your own tripe by Calvin Trillin, years ago now, in the New Yorker. The word "traffic" didn't lose my interest either.
So: the opening post restaurant review here:
http://www.laweekly.com/restaurants/restaurant-review-moruno-is-like-no-other-restaurant-in-la-7053625
A wedge of roasted butternut squash is dense and fudgy, set off with what's listed on the menu as dukkah.