When one door closes, another one opens.
Except when Bob Hope’s old dressing room door closes.
Then it ends up on the wall at dinner.
Look around at Faith & Flower, a stunner of a dinner spot full of historic curios, fiery cocktails and raw seafood, opening Monday in Downtown.
This is from the Pebble Beach/LA Food & Wine guys and a former Mo-Chica/Picca owner. They all got together and built you this high-ceilinged chamber with walls decorated in vintage doors (yes, a few are famous doors) and antique hand mirrors and a 90-foot-long mustard-yellow chesterfield sofa. Pretty certain that’s some sort of sofa record.
Come here with a big group. This is going to be a big group place. Partly because that raw bar up front is best attacked in a pack. But also because you’ll want a few witnesses when the bar cart rolls up next to your table and delivers on-tap ginger beer. Or vaporizer cocktails. Or lights a decanter full of absinthe on fire. Relax, it’s for drinking.
As for the food—the menu is under wraps right now, but there’s a La Folie vet in the kitchen with some wood-burning implements. And a French Laundry alum backing him on dessert.
So, you’re probably not going to starve.
Except when Bob Hope’s old dressing room door closes.
Then it ends up on the wall at dinner.
Look around at Faith & Flower, a stunner of a dinner spot full of historic curios, fiery cocktails and raw seafood, opening Monday in Downtown.
This is from the Pebble Beach/LA Food & Wine guys and a former Mo-Chica/Picca owner. They all got together and built you this high-ceilinged chamber with walls decorated in vintage doors (yes, a few are famous doors) and antique hand mirrors and a 90-foot-long mustard-yellow chesterfield sofa. Pretty certain that’s some sort of sofa record.
Come here with a big group. This is going to be a big group place. Partly because that raw bar up front is best attacked in a pack. But also because you’ll want a few witnesses when the bar cart rolls up next to your table and delivers on-tap ginger beer. Or vaporizer cocktails. Or lights a decanter full of absinthe on fire. Relax, it’s for drinking.
As for the food—the menu is under wraps right now, but there’s a La Folie vet in the kitchen with some wood-burning implements. And a French Laundry alum backing him on dessert.
So, you’re probably not going to starve.
