My brother and I had a dinner date in LA a few weekends ago, and I was set on finding a real LA-ish spot- somewhere he wouldn't stumble upon with his college friends. After some serious yelp research, I settled on Blue Dahlia. The two of us had a lovely evening despite so-awful-as-to-be-endearing service and food/drinks that ranged from "the best burger since leaving the Midwest" (brother) to most disgusting cheesecake of all time (brother and me). Regardless, it was a wonderful evening spent on Blue Dahlia's splendid patio slash fairy garden, and we were too pleased to be in one another's company to mind questionable food.
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