We don't get much autumn in LA. Mostly, things get hot and then the Halloween stuff comes out. Everyone gets a little worn out on the notion of endless summer. But there are delights to be had. More apples appear on the scene (and in desserts), there's the county fair, and some of the better Italian restaurants start serving truffles. Granted, it's not cheap, but shared with the table, one dish can be a delectable treat.
When I think of Beverly Hills, I mostly think how it's a place I really don't want to be. Crowded, expensive, full of tourists and chain stores, it's difficult to navigate and hard to find cheap parking. But I occasionally make an exception for Il Pastaio, Giacomino Drago's Canon Drive outpost, which, if you sit outside and squint a little, makes you feel like you're in Italy.