Delicious Spree LA to Z...Beechwood
LAist is going on a delicious spree around LA from A to Z. This week, the buzz is about B: Beechwood.
You'd never guess Beechwood's real personality from the very plain, drab grey stone wall out front with a tiny sign in the corner that you can't see from the street. Stepping through the door, and immediately into a bar, it's described perfectly by the word, not swanky, but "sha-wan-kay." It has a dark retro '60s thing going, a bit like a basement rec room. You'd also never guess the place is a restaurant, because it's all bar, no dining tables to be seen. You'd never guess the place is in beachy bohemian Venice, with a primarily young hollywood-y, hipster-ish crowd. We can't say there wasn't any hipster attitude, but it was certainly much more subdued here.
Off to the right, short rows of couch-slash-benches were crowded with hipsters (not meant to be offensive). There is an outdoor area beyond that. Was the dining room must have been on the patio? As we waited for a table, we walked the length of the bar and saw that most everyone at the bar had food - not just drinks, and certainly more than just bar snacks. As always, we puzzled over three skinny little things in the middle of the bar with a burger, an enormous bowl of fries, something that looked like pasta, and a steak. Were they really going to eat that?