"Every time we walk through Agnes’s massive barn doors on Green St., we’re hit with a sudden wave of bucolic euphoria. There’s a full market and cheesery up front, an open hearth loaded with sizzling meats in back, and giant wooden rafters soaring above the dining room and back patio. Agnes isn’t the first place in LA to dip into Midwestern nostalgia, but it’s the only one that goes all-in. You’ll eat dishes like loaded baked potato dumplings, cornbread eclairs, and ice cream topped with puppy chow. This is definitely upscale dining, but it’s also where universal childhood comforts are intertwined into every element of the experience." - brant cox, sylvio martins, andrew ryce
