David Cross at Book Soup
When an Arrested Development alum writes a book called I Drink for a Reason and rolls through town to sign it, well, we don't know why you'd want to be anywhere else. Bonus points for dressing as a never-nude.
The weekend's taking Mom to the Emmys.
When an Arrested Development alum writes a book called I Drink for a Reason and rolls through town to sign it, well, we don't know why you'd want to be anywhere else. Bonus points for dressing as a never-nude.
To finish off the five-course finery of your power dinner this evening, a fully committed retro skate party awaits in Echo Park, with booze, skates and short shorts as far as the eye can see. Some are even worn by the girls.
To mourn (or maybe celebrate) the Pantages going dark for seven weeks, the neighboring Katsuya's got seven dishes—Honey Yuzu Wild Shrimp, Spicy Garlic Wings—for seven bucks. And if you want to add some truffles or foie gras to your sliders, you can guess how much that'll cost you.
With tongue firmly in cheek (we think), the perma-partiers at Rush Street commemorate the studying habits of new coeds citywide with drink specials, Greek grub like Roast Leg of Lamb With Fig Jus and…a wet-toga contest.
If there's one thing you like in your open-air Melrose wine bars, it's morning hours. As of today, brunch is officially served Thursdays through Sundays—and it includes Belgian Waffles With Chocolate Ice Cream and Coffee and Churros. Pairs well with…you.