Feels like we’re talking a lot about great places near the beach lately.
It’s terrible, we know.
Let’s all try to get through one more together. Agreed?
Here’s Dudley Market, a very Venice-y new market, wine bar and dining spot that’s now soft-open mere feet from the boardwalk and the sand. It looks a whole lot like this.
It’s a tidy, window-wrapped square of exposed rafters, subway tile and red brick. Looking on to lucky beach-bound people. You’ll stop by for...
Beach provisions.
Those shelves will supply your beach picnics. The kind that require you to stuff a Uashmama backpack with some wood-accented headphones, a copy of Kinfolk, shuckers and knives, and white-oak-smoked honey. The Venice kind.
Wine-bar dates.
That stranger you met bodysurfing... seems like the type who would enjoy joining you at the bar for oysters and rabbit fettuccini with a draft Baja beer or a carafe of biodynamic Cali pinot. Not that you’re typecasting.
Gatherings of the brunch-inclined.
When your time arrives, you’ll introduce friends to a wooden table laden with espresso (or an espresso shake, weather-pending), crab-and-crème omelets and, obviously, avocado to—
We can just assume that last one going forward, right?
It’s terrible, we know.
Let’s all try to get through one more together. Agreed?
Here’s Dudley Market, a very Venice-y new market, wine bar and dining spot that’s now soft-open mere feet from the boardwalk and the sand. It looks a whole lot like this.
It’s a tidy, window-wrapped square of exposed rafters, subway tile and red brick. Looking on to lucky beach-bound people. You’ll stop by for...
Beach provisions.
Those shelves will supply your beach picnics. The kind that require you to stuff a Uashmama backpack with some wood-accented headphones, a copy of Kinfolk, shuckers and knives, and white-oak-smoked honey. The Venice kind.
Wine-bar dates.
That stranger you met bodysurfing... seems like the type who would enjoy joining you at the bar for oysters and rabbit fettuccini with a draft Baja beer or a carafe of biodynamic Cali pinot. Not that you’re typecasting.
Gatherings of the brunch-inclined.
When your time arrives, you’ll introduce friends to a wooden table laden with espresso (or an espresso shake, weather-pending), crab-and-crème omelets and, obviously, avocado to—
We can just assume that last one going forward, right?