![]() ![]() ![]() And hey, at least there's no cover charge. The scene: It's all about keeping up with appearances here, so dress smart and know the password (Hint: Follow It's pretty standard for the Houston brothers ( No Vacancy, La Descarga and, more recently, Good Times at Davey Wayne's)-and also worth the extra effort. Don't forget about the cocktails: adventurous types will get a rise out of the High Desert, an absinthe-rinsed Sazerac that is set on fire. Those itching to dance can head straight to the back of the handsome, low-ceiling, dim-lit space for a more intimate experience, secure a spot for two in the Valentino room, complete with its own private bar and cozy banquettes. Alluring nooks abound at the once-rumored personal speakeasy of silent film actor Rudolph Valentino. Good for: Forget your troubles and descend into a den of untold revelry. This is some next-level mixology, with drinks like Pop Rocks-garnished mint juleps and bacon Manhattan slushies. ![]() Bar Manager Nicolas O'Connor ( Teddy's, Apotheke) and his pedigreed, suspender-wearing crew behind the stick should be reason enough. That's not to say blatant PDA is forbidden-just name-dropping, "trout pouts" and belching. Dirty Laundry-a reference to the laundry basket method of smuggling alcohol during Prohibition-is an idyllic man cave of requisite leather booths, bookshelves, dark wood paneling and "SEX." To be clear, "SEX" is just a neon sign that greets guests at the entrance. It doesn't get more "speakeasy" than that. Finding this subterranean drinkery is not going to be easy, mainly because it's literally underneath an apartment building down an alley off buzzing Hollywood Blvd. ![]()
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