A triple threat of cheese, meat, and wine fuels community-building oratories.
Straight-and-narrows and the pierced and tattooed are in their own worlds at this coffee shop-cum-library.
Puff, puff, give ... yourself a dope-inspired pizza and tie-dyed tee.
This veteran of Eastside’s “restaurant row” will have you and Mom swooning over its organic, New American fare.
A kaleidoscope of margaritas, Mexican cooking with a gourmet edge, and roasted-jalapeno salsa that sets the record straight.
The butcher-paper serving trays are for drool pools sprung from Mother Dorothy's soulful southern-comfort recipes.
All you need to know is that Jack White frequents this relic when in town.
Mints tame fire-breathing dragons at this stark, polished osteria run by husband-and-wife catering vets.
Politically correct coffee absorbs lefties in the view of train tracks.
Late 19th-century, real-deal saloon moonlights as car mechanic to the bohemians.
Ignore the hard looks at this strip-mall social club and live to play regulation-size pool.
Liquor is poured, not measured, at this retro lounge where Silver Lake wannabes become automatic heroes with their jukebox selections.
Future sommeliers learn by way of Winedex, the owners' trademarked system of wine classification.
Exotic flowers, blood-red walls, and paintings of Frida Kahlo make this Tex-Mex better than sex.
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