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Run, Walk or Crawl into the The Falls

Hey here’s a bar so old it’s new.  Cause trees and disco are seventies cool.  The subway line’s crammed, you say that’s fine.  Downtown now, don’t have to stand in line.  Get socialized, different is fun.  Let’s start to encourage everyone.  To ah satiate your thirst and stop.  And avoid the, oh yeah life starts tomorrow trap, cause;

On Spring street is a straight up downtown bar called The Falls.  It’s pretty and a little gritty, which suits as one of the proprietors is Michelle Marini of the late Lava Lounge.  Food for thought, there are pizzas, appetizers and salads too not just drinks.  So, if you haven’t stopped in here yet you may feel like a debutante in your first dance class, but we’re sure you’ll soon be able to hustle.

A protective yet friendly bouncer guards the door.  Once you’re in, soak in the sexy yet laid back vibe.  The room is small but spacious, earthy and glam.  There are large booths off to the side that are fun for socializing with people you don’t know yet.  Under the glow of chandeliers you can travel back in time to the 70’s and depending on what you’ve thrown down the hatch, you can see who you’re talking to.  The tables are gilt tree trunks and this theme is mirrored in the walls which are lined with tree trunks of the un-gilt variety.  Check out the sculpture of waterfalls behind the bar. It’s mesmerizing, and as you sit on your contoured wooden stool, relaxing.

Ok, now it’s time to put your liver to work.  Take a look at the nice list of exclusive house cocktails.  Worth a try is The Rustic, a blend of gin, grapefruit and agave over ice. Agave is good, agave and alcohol together are good.  These cocktails are like smoothies but different.   Everything on the menu seems worth a go.  The price tag can seem a little costly at $13, but The Falls bar is not plying you with cheap booze.  There’s no mixology here, but they use fresh ingredients making it a pretty good bang for the buck.  If liquor’s not your thing man, don’t freak out.  The Falls also has a balanced list of Wine and Beer.  There are reds, whites and bubbles or get your groove on with one of the bottled or draft beers on tap.

The night wears on as the crowd at The Falls shifts.  Early on it’s a young after work finance crew.  And though the 70’s tunes are jamming in the background, the girls on the bar stools next to you might never have never heard of The Partridge Family or gasp David Cassidy or double gasp robin’s egg blue satin Shaun Cassidy jackets, zoinks girls, zoinks!  What happened?  Did you get trapped in a cave?

Spelunking jokes aside, give credit where credit is due.  The financiers of tomorrow are a bunch of sophisticated drinkers who are pretty good at putting it away.  Lucky for them the bartenders at The Falls are worthy opponents, lucky for us all said bartenders are happy to create custom cocktails.  One lucky duck finance girl takes the plunge and orders a custom blend of Vodka Saint Germaine, mint and lime.  It’s good; this fearless financier’s got taste and a good bartender in front of her.  This cocktail might even make the Partridge Family forgive her the faux pas of not even knowing they exist. Later hipsters and locals roll in, a friendly though focused lot.  But they know The Partridge Family or pretend to because they’re polite.

The Skinny: The Falls, Mon – Fri, 5pm – 2am, Sat – Sun 1pm – 2am

Where: 626 S Spring St., Los Angeles, CA 90014. 213-612-0072

Who: You, Shawn Cassidy, maybe the Partridge Family

What: Signature cocktails $13, Beer $7-8, Wine varies, Food $ 6 -13

Why: Because you can hustle…



Be a Duke or a Duchess at The York

Look up into the night time sky beloveds.  Can you see stars sparkling like diamonds in the cold winter air?  It’s cold enough to be another place.  You walk and talk, watching your breath as you exhale.  You can see your laughter hanging in the cold night air, like magic.  You round the corner and suddenly; stop dead in your tracks.  You exhale one little puff of magic.  In front of you stands a wizened figure covered in a cloak beckoning to you with a boney hand.  Now normally beloveds you might run screaming from such a sight, and who would blame you really, but today for some strange reason you are brave (who knew?).   The figure, hard to say if it is man or woman, begins to tell you a tale…

Once upon a time, sweet petite, there lived a little girl who became a woman. The land where this girl was from was VERY far away and hilly and green.  And the people who lived in this land were known to be merry lovers of good food, good drink and good company.  Now this good girl, Ni hea, Woman, took it upon herself to travel far and wide and work to great renown.  But in so doing, she also took great care to hang onto her merry habits as they brought a wealth which walls could not contain. Eventually she travelled to a city on the shores of a great ocean.   A city reclaimed from a desert and made temperate.  Now the desert was cranky it had been reclaimed and tried almost every day to turn itself back.  And this made the citizens of the city very thirsty.  Thus sweet petite, they found themselves in need of a wide variety of libations.

What did they do you ask?  Well many things, one of which was to visit a rare wooded and hilly glen east of the land of Downtown.  There in a place known as Highland Park dwell many excellent establishments for quenching your thirst or hunger for that matter.  And in this place be ye a stork or a dork, all are welcome.  All are welcome in the gastro pub known as The York.

The York is located approximately 7 miles from downtown Los Angeles at 5018 York Blvd, near the corner of York and Ave 51 in the Highland Park neighborhood of Los Angeles.  Inside the vibe is lively yet laid back, comfortably edgy.  The walls are exposed brick; the lighting is dim featuring old fashioned Edison bulbs suspended from the ceiling. The Bar sits smack in the center of the room.  One side has booths for straight up dining.  The other side is the bar proper and has tables for those who are lucky enough to chow down. Chalkboards hang along the wall that list both food and drink; you make your decision and then place your order with the friendly staff.

For drink try any of the micro-draft beers offered at the time of your visit. Or, imbibe one of the interesting and reliable imports such as Stella Artois. If you’d like something in a bottle, choose from either large or small.  Large bottles offerings include Chimay and Telegraph Porter among others.  Small bottle offerings include Red Stripe, Heineken, Kronenbourg and the like.  There is also a great selection of port, red, white and sparkling wines at The York.  Selection varies, but if they have it when you go try the Meritage by Les Ramieres.  It’s super fantastic my sweet petites.  The York’s bar also carries a great selection of liquors, cordials and the like.  The York serves up a mean Pim’s cup.

Whatever you do, don’t forget the food.  The York’s not called a gastro pub for nothin’.  Their cheddar burger is renowned.  The truffle grilled cheese sandwich is so good, some quirky type Whoa-man may be forced to fill her bath tub with them and eat her way out. Gruyere cheese and truffle oil on sourdough grilled and served with a side of arugula and tomato salad. Just sayin’, get that bath tub ready.  Fried chickpeas, check.  Cobbler, any cobbler, check.

And the crowd, sweet petites, the crowd.  The crowd at The York is a great mix of friendly people from late 20’s – 50’s.  All are welcome, with little to no attitude.  If you are the family type, the pub seems fairly kid friendly before 7pm. After that though, the music and crowd get too rambunctious for the wee ones.

So, here we go – yay!

Who: Oh come on…

What: The York

Where: 5018 York Blvd, Los Angeles CA 90042. 323-255-9675


When: Mon-Sun 3:00pm – 2:00am, Sunday brunch, 10:30am- 2:30pm or happy hour, Mon- Fri  3:00-7:00pm.

Why: Because it’s magic



Imbibing Neighborly Atmosphere at 1642

It’s Midnight on a Saturday. The street is quiet, almost deserted.  You pull your car up to the curb and park easily, a task that lately seems like a novelty in Westlake.  Adrenaline pumps through your veins as you look up and down the street pausing.  Suddenly you make a break for it and run, crossing the street.  Your destination is almost within reach. Quickly, gratefully, you arrive.  Slipping through the front door feels like stepping back in time and you relax. You are finally able to relax as you are pulled in to the welcoming embrace of a cozy neighborhood bar called 1642.

1642 opened in March of 2010 on Temple Street where Westlake buts up against Downtown Los Angeles.  Though small in size, 1642 is heavy on the qualities that make a neighborhood bar; well neighborly. It is quiet enough to talk to the person on the bar stool next to you, and they’re nice. The bartender owns and loves the joint, and there isn’t a bouncer at the door sizing up whether or not you fit in.  1642 is like sticking your hand in your favorite jeans and coming up with a Benjamin, it’s a magic pocket. This one room bar with dark wood furniture, dim golden light and an exposed brick wall is warm and elegant. It’s inviting there’s no scene.  Serving a combination of bottled and local beers on tap, wines by the glass, 1642 also has an interesting combination of sodas and non-alcoholic fare for the designated driver in your group so everyone can have a good time.  Everything’s been covered including occasional live music.  Prices are reasonable, sodas will set you back $2. Beer and Wines run from $4 to $10, with a pretty little dish of peanuts and pretzels to top it all off.

So, in Summation:

Who:  You.

What: A Swank NOT Snotty little neighborhood bar.

Where: 1642 Temple St. (between Glendale Blvd and Belmont Ave), L.A.

When: Tuesday – Saturday 6:00PM – 2:00AM & Sunday 6:00PM – 12:00AM. Closed Mondays.

Why:  Because you my friend are no idiot…

Contact Info:  213-989-6836.