When the hospitality juggernaut landed in L.A., it had to live up to its world-class New York City counterpart. To our amazement, it did. We’re thinking the awesomeness has something to do with the rigorously trained team, a massive yet expertly curated 40-drink menu and, oh yeah, one of the sexiest, moodiest interiors in all of Downtown. But the cocktails don’t stop in the lobby: There’s also a cheeky beverage program on the roof, where tiki-leaning cocktails and blended drinks arrive in plastic pineapples, and a coffee-cocktail program in the café once the sun sets. No matter the NoMad bar you visit, local, seasonal ingredients and house-made yogurt, tinctures and tonics brighten rare liquors for drinks so good you’ll have to convince yourself to try something new each visit. (Even if they are around $20 a pop, they’re worth the splurge.)
It’s easy to get caught up in the mayhem of Hollywood Boulevard. But if you dodge the multiple Spider-Men posing for pics outside of the Chinese Theatre, you’ll be rewarded with spirits so startlingly refined and a setting that’s so Old Hollywood, it’s as though you’ve traveled back in time. That’s not to say that the Hollywood Roosevelt’s tucked-away bar and gaming parlor—complete with its 1800s bowling lanes—isn’t modern. The bar’s drinks scream “party,” with a focus on punch bowls and tiki-inspired spins topped with fresh fruit and purple orchids. Unwavering since its 2011 launch, the Spare Room has quickly become one of the top hidden bars of the city—or anywhere, whether you’re looking for a classic, some tiki or a collaborative evening with guest bartenders from around the country.
Take equal parts neighborhood bar, a staff with swagger, Taiwanese soul food and a cocktail menu that somehow makes even the most de rigueur drinks exciting, and you’ve got a Mar Vista gem that’s also the city’s best. The vibe is unpretentious, and the drinks are unadulterated fun: Pan-Asian ingredients sneak their way into the fundamentals and colorful, eccentric concoctions alike—all the better to enjoy with the bao and dumplings made right next door at sibling restaurant Little Fatty. (Who else is giving you pork-fat–washed rum with golden falernum, allspice dram, lime, and red bean orgeat?) No matter how much you love your ’hood, you’ll consider a move to Mar Vista every time you drop by for a quaff.
This charming spot is the Los Feliz equivalent of Cheers, where everybody knows your name, but it gets even better: This repurposed Craftsman home also sports a café, a bakery and one of the best patios in the city. The bar team, led by the creative and ambitious Cari Hah, whips up house-made syrups, oft-rotating concoctions and some of the most cheeky, fun-loving menus L.A. has ever seen. Puns, drink accessories and seasonal ingredients abound, but don’t think they can’t do classics. Just ask Hah about perfect dilution ratio for a martini and buckle up for a cocktail history lesson.
One of the Westside’s most stylish bars launched with a three-part menu inspired by Christopher Nolan’s film The Prestige, but flipped the theme and now the cocktails have taken their own turn, if you will. While the sections are still divided into three parts, the focus now plays fun and loose. The current menu, “Bibo Through the Ages,” places cocktails into eras of “Old Style,” “Neon” and “Present & Beyond.” Think of it as a history lesson, the Bibo way: A classic Daisy might now include Seedlip spice, absinthe and cinnamon, while a flip now involves aged rum, hopped mezcal and peach liqueur. The clarified Invisible Daiquiri is so fun, refreshing and crystal-clear, it really might have you believing it’s the drink of the future. Note that the bar also added some seriously fun bites, such as their own take on the Dodger dog, here made with pineapple chips and red onions.
You enter beneath the neon sign hanging over the door—it just reads “BAR,” you can’t miss it—and the second you’re in, you’ll probably agree with the second neon you see: “My, that’s better.” Stepping into Everson Royce Bar is like heaving a sigh of relief, a boozy boon to the Arts District that feels part elegant cocktail den, part raucous patio party. Cocktails come inspired by Los Angeles—we recommend the Oaxacan old-fashioned, or the Yo LA Tengo which comes packed with mezcal, grapefruit, Aperol, ginger and lime—whether you’re hanging with friends outdoors or tucked into a dark corner inside on a date. Don’t skip the bar bites, which include some of the best biscuits and one of the best burgers in town.
This wine den seems traditional—tea lights, cheese boards, a draft list on the chalkboard—but ask for a menu and things take a turn. Despite offering a staggering list of 150 wines by the glass, you’re not going to find a written list to help you sort through it. Instead, owners Dustin Lancaster and Matthew Kaner devised a way to make wine recommendations based on a few simple questions about your preferences and maybe an adjective or two (think: “fruity,” “clean,” “funky”). Then, your drink-slinger is off, pouring samples and drawing in the most serious of customers until they crack a smile and get something that’s just to their liking.
Designated sake bars are few and far between in L.A. but Echo Park’s latest wants to change this, all while changing the way we think about sake. Tsubaki’s literal sibling concept—“OTOTO” translates to “little brother”—doesn’t just offer a menu of rice wines: It makes the Japanese classic as accessible as wine at a wine bar, and it makes it clear that sake is much more versatile than you’ve ever imagined. Organized primarily by tasting notes of Fruit & Flowers, Earth & Umami, Rice & Minerals, and Delicious Weirdos, the pours are approachable and varied, and pair with the bar’s limited menu of Japanese drinking food (karaage, okonomiyaki) and less traditional items (truffle cheese, chili burger). Co-owner and operator Courtney Kaplan lovingly scrawls the tasting notes onto wooden planks behind the bar, happy to talk shop, fermentation and common misconceptions with first-timers and sake aficionados alike.
Stepping into this whimsical, ornate cocktail bar is like a trip to Paris or Victorian England. Either way, we’re certainly not in Kansas anymore. Antique lamps, sconces and scultpures dot the space, while stained glass arches form the showstopping ceiling. Of course the cocktails—made almost entirely with in-house ingredients—are also like nothing else in Los Angeles. We can all thank beverage director Kevin Lee for that. He meticulously ages barrels of amari and vermouths, painstakingly building cocktails whose components can take months to make—but take one sip and you’ll see why they’re worth the wait. Our advice? Get to the Wolves and order the funky, fermented Banana Cream with Some Herbs one of our favorite tipples in town. To really impress a date, make a reservation at the new hyper-seasonal omakase-inspired cocktail experience, Le Néant, housed at the back of the bar.
You see it on the coasters, you see it atop the foam on your drink: “YES.” It’s the unofficial ethos of Jared Meisler and Sean MacPherson’s high-minded cocktail bar, where it’s best to just go with the flow because everything off that order-by-the-spirit menu is going to be good. But first, you have to find it: Look for the neon “PSYCHIC” sign on La Cienega, then enter through a curtain to find a handful of seasonal cocktails in addition to classics-leaning drinks split into categories of sparkling, rum, tequila, whiskey, gin, vodka and even absinthe. The place fills up fast, so stop by early or late. It’s dimly lit and a perfect place to bring a date—or go solo and bring yourself on one.
There are tiki bars, and then there’s Pacific Seas. Clifton’s Republic’s ode to the original pan-Polynesian extravaganza, which opened around the corner in the 1930s, is one of L.A.’s most over-the-top cocktail destinations. It’s a sight to behold, with hanging canoes, maps, masks, pufferfish lanterns and other ephemera sourced from the original Pacific Seas and other now-shuttered L.A. tiki bars, but the drinks alone are worth crossing, well, the Pacific seas to get there. You can’t go wrong with the classics—some of which use original Trader Vic’s recipes—while showy, multi-person scorpion bowls and punches served in custom-made glassware are sometimes all you’ll see on the scattered tabletops. Look out for DJ nights and hula dancers, which really get the party going.
Blink and you’ll miss Historic Filipinotown’s near-hidden cocktail gem marked only by a lit-up coupe-glass sign out front. Genever is women-owned and -run, an intimate, sleek and gin-focused Art Deco den. Mezcal and rum may make a brief appearance, but even the most gin-averse visitors should at least sample a few of the infused libations here, which incorporate green tea and even butterfly pea flower into gin for light, herbacious and complex notes in your cocktails. There are delicate, feminine touches in the gold-accented decor, but it’s an inclusive and intimate space for all—but especially for gin lovers.
Bar Clacson is what happens when the team behind 213 Hospitality opens a French- and Italian-classics cocktail hideaway in a city very much having a European moment. The nightlife heavyweight brought in an extensive amari collection, not to mention the bar group’s usual preference for no frills and no pretention, creating a laid-back spot where you’re just as likely to sidle up to the bar and hunch over a strong negroni as you are to show up with a group for spritzes and a round of pétanque (think: bocce). The $5 aperitivo hour is one of DTLA’s best happy hours, and if you change your mind and want a location that’s a little flashier, there’s always the Slipper Clutch, Bar Clacson’s highball-focused hidden pinball bar. Hungry? At the front of the bar you’ll find new sandwich shop E Stretto, where you might catch fresh handmade pasta or a stacked-high Italian sub.