And Frommers says…
View All Photos ›If you’re willing to pay lots for a perfect meal, and willing to endure the cold shoulder to ogle L.A.’s celebrities, The Ivy can be enjoyable. This snobby place attracts one of the most industry-heavy crowds in the city and treats celebrities and nobodies as differently as Brahmans and untouchables. Just past the cool reception lie two disarmingly countrified dining rooms filled with rustic antiques, comfortably worn chintz, and hanging baskets of fragrant flowers. Huge roses bloom everywhere, including out on the charming brick patio (where the highest-profile patrons are seated and dutifully ignoring the stares). The food is excellent, by the way. The Ivy’s Caesar salad is perfect, as are the plump and crispy crab cakes. Recommended dishes include spinach linguine with a peppery tomato-basil sauce, prime rib dusted with Cajun spices, and tender lime-marinated grilled chicken. There’s even a great burger and kick-ass fried chicken. The wine list is notable, and there’s always a terrific variety of desserts (pink boxes are on hand for chocolate-chip cookies to go). [Frommers]
