Meat Rack

Leather-clad daddy types, bearded bears types and beefy muscle boys all flock to the Eagle on the first and third Saturdays of each month, because Meat Rack is a party for men... and by men, we mean grown-ass men. The crowd is typically a bit more mature—and, dare we say, weathered in all the right places—not much unlike the bar itself, which is something of an institution on the east side. Don’t expect to sip a freshly muddled Mojito or a slightly dirty Martini in this dark, rugged man cave—you'll be sorely disappointed. Beer and sweat are the most pervasive scents at Meat Rack, just as Levi’s and leather serve as the uniform of choice. (Ironically, in true Los Angeles fashion, valet service is available at the bar because parking in this neighborhood can be a real bear... see what we did there?)