These are the restaurants I eat at *all* the time...


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Excellent combination of California, deep dish pizza and cuban breads. Kir Royales. Flirty wait staff. Eclectic. Makes me feel like LA is a saner place than it is.

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This place has the BEST happy hour in town: $3 cosmos, beer and well drinks, $5 "bar menu" classy enough to impress the speedaters they host on Thursdays (I warned you), and is in an excellent neighborhood to wander about in a dulled drunken stupor inappropriately early. (happy hours are cruel that way.)

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The impressively muscular long-haired waiter takes excellent care of you, the art looks like the children of non-profit employees were given glitter and a coloring book of social justice themes, and the sangria is a well-kept famous LA secret. The food is exquisite.
Dishes
The goat cheese and gauva quesadillas. And the tortilla soup. The the chilaquiles.

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It's everyone's favorite Mexican restaurant for a reason. And the margaritas fuck you up. I'm not lying.

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The kind of pastries that make you feel like you've won Willie Wonka's golden ticket, unreasonably cheap, and a community space next door that combinates AA and NA crowds with Girl Scouts. Where children and drunkards stop being stigmatized and start carbo-loading side by side.
Dishes
Guave cheese pie and the best damn coffee in this whole entire city.

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The waitresses wear girdles. There's a cigarette machine and a patio. White germanic looking women are fetishized. There's red velvet cake and laundromat next door. Dark, oak-paneled, creepy, fun. TOTALLY UN-LOS ANGELES.

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Big giant restaurant with a big giant stage that features a big giant xylophone that three men play at once. Oaxacan food: the mole is rich and chocolaty and there are two kinds. The cheese is stringy and salty. The hot chocolates are malty and oversized. It's the best restaurant, ever.

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Non-profit activisty delicous tamales. Uniting MacArthur Park lefties and small business owners and everyone else that wanders up on their shores, including May Day protestors fleeing police brutality in 2006.

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Chaya's yogarific little sister, vegan and raw and bratty and delicious. You'd never know it was healthy, and you've never felt so hip.
Dishes
Eggs benedict. Mustardy and tangy and DELICIOUS.

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Vegan meets calories. This is real food, lots of food, good food, and non-scenester types. Okay, some scenester types, but it's on the same street at Beverly Center, so shitheads go there, too. And aunts and grandmas and straight people.

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