"The Nice Guy opened in 2014 and is one of LA’s few clubstaurants that can rightfully claim to be just as popular now as it was back then. The tiny, bungalow-like space on La Cienega is a venus flytrap for eager, well-dressed 25-year-olds whose parents are covering rent and the occasional celebrity there to promote a product line. By 10pm, the place feels like one of those lawless Laurel Canyon house parties where everyone gets an invite from someone else, but no one knows who actually lives there. The biggest surprise, though, is the decent Italian-leaning menu. The fact that you’ll be served nicely charred pizza and al dente rigatoni in a place that sells its own monogrammed tote bags feels like getting past the door guy in flip-flops—a miracle. " - brant cox
