Single in L.A.

Photo courtesy of LA Eater

A couple of weeks ago after the whole Sex and the City debacle I told you guys I’d review things from time to time, no? Here goes.

Last night the usual suspects decided to switch up the venue for happy hour. One Sunset was the victim, but the damage was minimal. Everyone else had been there before but this was my first time. One word: Sexy. The décor, the menu, the food presentation: all very sexy. Even the restroom was kind of sexy. The food was excellent. Our clan noshed on tapas bites of lobster and goat cheese quesadillas, spicy tuna tartare and yummy crab artichoke dip. But the piece de resistance had to be the triple mushroom flatbread – drizzled with truffle oil, it was full of decadent deliciousness! If ever you’re in L.A. check out One Sunset, have their signature namesake drink or the White Lotus (a very close ginger infused runner up for my taste top spot). Tell them I sent you. It won’t mean anything but, hey…I’ve learned that dropping a name, any name can get you further than expected out here.

Note: This little outing gave birth to at least three tales. All to be told here. Stay tuned.