It’s tiny and the food is delicious. They do artisanal cocktails, although I generally stick to their martinis. The grilled monkfish is a treat, and their steak.
Exotic-meat fans, a disclaimer: there’s no ostrich to be had here. But the place does have legs. Since opening in 2014, it’s overtaken other Echo Park eateries at flat-out pace to become one of the coolest and chicest in the neighbourhood. In a contemporary setting – sage-green leather banquettes and hessian-hued art stand out against stark white walls – the kitchen serves up American-style bistro plates, such as pork chop with cornbread and poached cherries.