I love Pete's Café. I hate Pete's Café.
Pete’s Café is truly an enigma in the downtown dining scene, which seems to birth a new establishment every 30 to 40 seconds these days. While living in the Little Tokyo Lofts during 2005, I was introduced to this funky little restaurant nestled into the corner of 4th Street and Main by super-neighbor and self-appointed Mayor of Downtown Los Angeles, Shawn Mitchell. Since then, I have eaten more Hellman Burgers, drank more Stella, and seen more crazy shit at Pete’s than you could possibly shake a stick at.
More on my rather conflicted relationship with Pete's after the jump.