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DineLA: The Happy Ending Restaurant and Bar

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The Happy Ending is the perfect place for your bachelor party to grab a bite to eat on the way to the strip club.

It's also the perfect place for your divorced dad to park you in front of the video trivia game while he drinks too much and hits on a waitress half his age.

I couldn't believe it the first time I saw the name of this restaurant. I thought perhaps it was a Chinese restaurant, and that the name was an unusual interpretation similar to "Happy Family" or "Pungent Shrimp". Not so. Someone intentionally named their restaurant after a handjob. Maybe they thought it would be titillating, like the oh-so-appealing Pink Taco. They might as well just call their restaurant Blow Job.

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By the looks of the website. It was no accident. The website reeks of an intense, almost desperate fratboy party vibe. It made the restaurant appear to be the worst parts of Bourbon Street. Hollywood Blvd and MySpace all crammed under one roof.

Their DineLA menu actually looked intriguing and innovative. That, along with the morbid lure of witnessing a possible train-wreck, brought myself and fellow food critic (and LAist Co-Editor) Lindsay to Happy Ending's door last Friday for lunch. I thought if it turned out to be a nightmare, that at least it would be good blog fodder. I had no idea how much material they would give me to work with.