Catch LA

Catch is a paradox. You’ll find A-listers, finance bros, tourists, families, and date-nighters all at neighboring tables. The variety of clientele is part of the fun. It also looks and feels like nothing you remember pre-April 2026, when Catch celebrated its 10th anniversary with a top-to-bottom overhaul. Gone is the yin garden-greenhouse aesthetic. Instead, Catch has entered its yang era. Think dark wood, gold frames encasing portraits of dogs dressed to impress, floor-to-ceiling auburn velvet curtains, and a tri-color marble bar where you'd half expect to find a suited-up Barney Stinson ready for a night on the town. This incarnation feels more like a steakhouse than a place for fresh catch, but don't be fooled—tuna is still flown in five times a week from Tokyo's Toyosu Market.

The menu has changed, too, but the quality hasn’t. Crudo di Catch—salmon, tuna, and hamachi in a yuzu vinaigrette—delights as a new signature cold dish, served alongside the forever-favorite truffle sashimi. It takes a lot for me to get excited about a salad, but the baby bok choy with muscat grapes, candied sunflower seeds, and creamy sesame vinaigrette well exceeded my expectations.

Other exciting new additions include cornflake-crusted chicken and Kaluga caviar bao buns with wasabi-avocado ranch and house pickles, bluefin tuna and Kaluga caviar nicoise rice cakes with whipped egg yolk and Castelvetrano olives, and Wagyu gyoza. Speaking of Wagyu, don’t you worry—the signature hot stone Wagyu fried rice loaded with shiitake mushrooms, Chinese pork sausage, and crowned with a fried egg is still a mainstay. The nigiri section also stands strong and steady (and personally more appealing than any of the rolls). And if you loved their pretzel bread, prepare to fall hard for the reimagined pretzel-croissant pull-apart bread with honey mustard butter. 

In the cocktail department, say hello to a filthy martini with furikake mascarpone olives, a melon-mint-jalapeño-pineapple fluffy margarita, and a matcha macadamia white negroni. But nothing quite beats the tequila-and-mezcal Fresno paloma. And the Insta-worthy "Hit Me" chocolate cake? Still a spectacle waiting to be captured and shared on social media to show you were at Catch.