"How can you not be romantic about Phillipe’s? In a city known for bulldozing its history, this century-old lunch counter in Chinatown still has sawdust on the floor and a front counter where you can buy Necco wafers and a newspaper. But age isn’t the only reason that Philippe The Original—the inventor of the French Dip by legend—is an institution. Ordering the beef dip with swiss, ideally “double-dipped,” ideally with enough hot mustard to sting your nostrils, and ideally before or after a Dodger game, is a rite of passage for any Angeleno. Bonus points if you bulk out your cafeteria tray with pickled eggs and/or beets, a scoop of potato salad, chili with beans, a baked apple, and a 75-cent glass of lemonade." - brant cox, garrett snyder, jess basser sanders, nikko duren, sylvio martins, cathy park