It doesn’t stop.
Even though the holidays are here, it doesn’t stop.
Say you suddenly need a place to meet a De Laurentiis type, and the pitch getting thrown around could really use a smooth-jazz background and a Stamos cameo.
Stamos waits for no one.
Bask in the extreme Beverly Hills–ness of Spaghettini & the Dave Koz Lounge, an unlikely new union of branzino, Barolo and woodwind instruments, now taking reservations for December. (Here’s the slideshow and the menu.)
It’s a Seal Beach–imported, Spago-adjacent spot dressed in calla lilies, white linen and marble. Lunch works. Dinner works. Either way, after the handshakes you’ll probably start with a Tango & Cash (rye, Cynar, mint, lemon) and Maine scallop crudo. Someone behind the scenes clearly wants to nudge along a reboot...
Anyway, if it’s dinner, you might want to aim for a leather booth on the right. Get the full effect. Because along with your plates of spaghettini—with uni, Dungeness crab, shrimp, saffron and fennel pollen—you’ll be close to the stage where jazz happens. The kind of Canon jazz that might involve Sheila E., David Sanborn or Stamos.
You know we mean John, right?
Even though the holidays are here, it doesn’t stop.
Say you suddenly need a place to meet a De Laurentiis type, and the pitch getting thrown around could really use a smooth-jazz background and a Stamos cameo.
Stamos waits for no one.
Bask in the extreme Beverly Hills–ness of Spaghettini & the Dave Koz Lounge, an unlikely new union of branzino, Barolo and woodwind instruments, now taking reservations for December. (Here’s the slideshow and the menu.)
It’s a Seal Beach–imported, Spago-adjacent spot dressed in calla lilies, white linen and marble. Lunch works. Dinner works. Either way, after the handshakes you’ll probably start with a Tango & Cash (rye, Cynar, mint, lemon) and Maine scallop crudo. Someone behind the scenes clearly wants to nudge along a reboot...
Anyway, if it’s dinner, you might want to aim for a leather booth on the right. Get the full effect. Because along with your plates of spaghettini—with uni, Dungeness crab, shrimp, saffron and fennel pollen—you’ll be close to the stage where jazz happens. The kind of Canon jazz that might involve Sheila E., David Sanborn or Stamos.
You know we mean John, right?
