LAist: DineLA: The Happy Ending Restaurant and Bar

Agata

Mon, 14 Jul 2008 04:32:55 -0800

This one is a wonderful post! thanks a lot! signature: Cigarettes are killers that travel in packs.

G Pro

Thu, 07 Feb 2008 08:18:44 -0800

Awwwww give peace a chance! We ate there at its first inception and were pleasantly suprised with the portions and the food (how bad can you fuck up a grilled cheese?) Something must've changed. Our Hooter-esqe waitress was engaging and very adamant about explaining her new tenure here in LA and her bisexuality. My projection? She would be doing porn by the end of the month. Suffice to say, after this post, a return visit wont be necessary.

Sotto Voce Nyx

Thu, 07 Feb 2008 08:10:09 -0800

Okay, Elise. This is exactly how I make entrances and exits....can I get permission now to use this as my epitaph. "They should materialize out of vodka and cleavage at dusk, swirling away magically in a mist of vomit and cigarette smoke as dawn approaches" Oh, and sounds like an excellent spot for Date Rape....do their cocktails come with ruffies?

An Tran

Thu, 07 Feb 2008 00:14:40 -0800

I spit out my coffee reading the first two sentences! So funny...A great review.

Lindsay William-Ross

Wed, 06 Feb 2008 17:31:14 -0800

you know, in looking at the photo of the "restaurant"'s exterior i can't help but think: nothing say class like a restaurant with an ATM machine visible in the entryway. (UFC poster on door notwithstanding.)

panasonicyouth

Wed, 06 Feb 2008 16:47:26 -0800

Absolutely one of my favorite reviews from this site. Thank you so much. I pass this place all the time. It scares me.

Elise Thompson

Wed, 06 Feb 2008 16:21:52 -0800

Well, on many occasions it has been worth eating bad food and dealing with crazy employees for the sake of comedy (in fact, that just may be my niche). I'm not sure anything was worth this. I agree with the need for more colorful tropical fishbowl drinks in this town. Too bad they did not take advantage of the recent tiki craze to reconstruct a Kelbo's with blowfish and glass floats hanging from the ceiling. AND Pupu platters use skewers, so they would be prepared.

Callie Miller

Wed, 06 Feb 2008 15:33:33 -0800

yikes! while i'm so sorry you were projectile vomiting (both figuratively and then, sadly, literally) this post was so funny it was worth it. right? :-)

Carrie Meathrell

Wed, 06 Feb 2008 15:14:02 -0800

yeah...this place looks shady to me. probs because they inhabited the old Acapulco building and it looks like they did absolutely nothing to the place except for put up some shitty sign. also: ahahahahahahah!!!

riley

Wed, 06 Feb 2008 15:11:24 -0800

it's a horrible place, packed with fratholes. i'm not going to lie--i think more drinks should be served in beach pails and fishbowls; this is just not the right environment. for anyone except bros and their admirers.

benjamin

Wed, 06 Feb 2008 14:50:03 -0800

i can only hope there will be a follow-up post with reviews of the beverages served in fishbowls and plastic beach pails.

mpiedlourde

Wed, 06 Feb 2008 14:46:33 -0800

this is the best review ever. thank you.

Lindsay William-Ross

Wed, 06 Feb 2008 14:44:44 -0800

Some of my favorite phrases to ever appear in a restaurant write-up: "I've never been that drunk in my life" "I would rather chew on tinfoil" "Although useful if an emergency tracheotomy had to be performed, it seemed an unwise weapon in a place that probably hosts a good number of drunken barfights. What an embarrassing way to go - gored by a chicken lollipop." Seriously, people, be forewarned. Out of absolutely nowhere I hurled chunks. I'm guessing people who dine there would just assume they'd had too much to drink, ergo a trip to the church of the porcelain god. Copious drinking would have also helped pass the vast canyon of time between when we seated ourselves and when we were served.