Portions are a bit small and ever so slightly greasy but so tasty. Watch out for the egg exploding all over you when you take the first bite!
The entrance for the roof is the door on the right side of the building. Take the elevator up, and get a frozen drink. Read more.
Check to see what’s on tap. For food, the chicken Milanese sandwich with peperoncini slaw and prosciutto cotto is a revelation and is the move. Share the salad because you have to get it. Read more.
Everything is farm to table. The crispy Brussels sprouts with marcona almonds and goat cheese dipping sauce is seriously a must-have. And I’m still excited about the lamb. Read more.
There will be a wait, but live with it. It’s probably the best diner I’ve ever been to. Order the devil’s mess... Also, the biscuits and rosemary potatoes. You’ve got your work cut out for you here. Read more.
Take a moment and note all of your options. It’s overwhelming, so hold a friend’s hand to keep from losing it. Read more.
The meatballs and garlic bread are a top five dish in LA right now. Outside of that, pizza, pasta, and well, the whole menu?! Read more.
Take in all that outdoor seating, and be sure to order a pastry and pork belly hash. Read more.
It’s a super confusing and crowded set-up, but take a moment to understand that there are different menus. The sandwiches are insane (think: juicy prime rib), as are the breakfast sandwiches. Read more.
Inside, the cathedral vibe is shaken up by acres of Philippine-sourced geometric tiles and furniture. Above the bar hangs a giant photo of a glaring Marco Pierre White to provide a wink of badassery.
Nobu Malibu is one of the few restaurants with an ocean view—and damn, what a view. The long and low modern building stares right out over the ocean, the beach down below.
Housed inside of a giant glass greenhouse, tables are tucked under and around hanging plants (and vines, and fig trees), with garden hoses everywhere. So yeah, the veggie-centric menu makes sense.
The Dresden opened in 1954, and its stunning, unchanged dining room will immediately remind you that Rat-Pack-dominated ’50s was the coolest decade ever.
