Beverly Hills, Los Angeles · bar
You settle into forest‑green leather booths under that candy‑striped ceiling and suddenly feel like you know exactly what Hollywood power dining means. The palm‑fringed patio hums with light jazz at brunch, while tux‑clad servers drift through with tortilla soup and towering McCarthy salads. Inside, it’s all quiet clinks, hushed convos, and deal-making martinis.