Takes one to weekend one.
Things you don’t hate: beef jerky crafted in small batches from all-natural ingredients; flavors like sweet sriracha BBQ, maple buffalo bacon and “Reaper” made with the hottest pepper on earth. This stuff could do wonders for your tailgating game...
Finally, there’s a place where West Coast whiskey can coexist with New York pizza. It’s called the Nickel Bar, and it opens tonight in West LA’s former Il Grano space. Try it now. Before pizza and whiskey fall hopelessly in love and start looking at houses together in Calabasas.
Alert: Alma has indefinitely taken over the Standard, Hollywood. Be advised that this means an increased likelihood of frozen foie gras with smoked maple and coffee granola in your life. Then there’s tonight’s situation where Winsome begins serving dinner over flaming mezcal drinks and roasted branzino. You’ve been warned.
Hollywood’s got a dressed-up new center of debauchery called Ora operating in the old home of Premiere Supper Club. It involves dancing under lasers and drinking under Spanish arches. So, a two out of two on your Hollywood club checklist.
Some big changes just went down concerning Yamashiro’s ownership, with renovations expected. Until then, you’ll just enjoy 180-degree views from its Pagoda Bar and a new happy hour, where $7 pistachio salmon sushi and mai tais using a 100-year-old recipe are served. With age come great mai tais.
And now, a trust exercise. There are several peepholes in Union Station we’re going to ask you to look into. Really. Because seven artists have created tiny little worlds behind them in an exhibit that only one person can view at a time. And that person should be you.
