Showing posts with label wine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wine. Show all posts

Sunday, July 13, 2008

Bar None

I like the building I live in, more or less. I like the loft itself. The once-planned screening room in the sub-basement was never finished, but who cares. Also planned, once upon a time, was a bar. This was never finished either, which is absolutely tragic.

The P.E. lofties, those lucky bastards, are getting a bar. Hell, they already have a bar in Coles, if it ever re-opens. But besides that, they are getting "The Association", some sort of dark, sexy, sophisticated bar with a private back door for the residents only, so they see how smashed they can get and still work an elevator. It should be open "This Summer". Hopefully they are using a different calendar than Coles, which opens in "May".

Across the street from Coles/Assoc, Cedd Moses and the Santa Fe have won the rights for four boozy restaurants and a "Spaceland style" music club. This has been somewhat delayed, as their Conditional Use application was originally denied. Associate Zoning Administrator Dan Green found that all that clubbing and noshing would make the neighborhood nicer, raise property values, and make this area of Skid Row a little less funky, and we can't have that, can we? Actually, what he said was:

"With a similarly large entitlement at the south at 610 South Main Street, the effect of the two projects may well put this corner "on the map" as the "in" place to be, but at the expense of the City's stated commitment to Skid Row.
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"Permitting the sale of alcoholic beverages on the scale requested by the applicant will contribute to the incremental upgrading of the subject building and the image and character of Main Street while also contributing to the incremental dislocation of the Skid Row Community."

Mr Green also mentions a CRA brochure that defines the official borders of Skid Row, gives facts and figures, and references Skid Row's colorful history going back to the 1870's. (Dan Green has a lot more to say, including a suggestion that the restaurants be replaced with a pet food store. Read it for yourself here: Dan Green letter (pdf) )

Unfortunately for those who would preserve our historic 130+ year old Skid Row, the Central Area Planning Commission voted 5-0 to lift the prohibition back in November of last year. (The spanking is here: CAPC spanking pdf. Notice condition #105 for the bar at 110 E. 6th: The sale of distilled spirits by the bottle for same day or future consumption is prohibited. That means No bottle service. Who says the city isn't looking out for the common man? )

I don't think that ground has been broken on any of these boozers yet. We'll probably have to wait for Cedd to finish Coles before he gets into the rock club, so it could be a year or more before it opens.

Charlie O's was shut down for three weeks some two months ago. It's some kind of weird bar owners theory of time. Like one of those dreams where you are trying to run but you are up to your knees in molasses, and then you are at a company staff meeting, but naked.


"You got kicked out of King Eddy's? For what, being too clean?"
-- A Coles bartender, some years ago.


Kind Eddy's is a bit too far to stumble back from, so that leaves just the 626 wine bar, and that's not really a stumbling kind of place. So here I am, surrounded by what would be very handsome bars if they would just open up. And to make my misery complete, I have learned of a bar that was planned, permitted, but never constructed, here in my very own building! But not just any bar, no, this was special...



You see, like most other buildings here in the Bank District, my building was once a Bank. Built to be a bank. And like banks everywhere, it had a vault. The gimmick (I guess every business needs one) was that your safety deposit boxes were protected by really cool 6000lb round vault doors with gears and levers and clockwork that just looked so cool that no one would even try to steal your pre-crash stock certificates (at least not steal with drills and lock picking. The doors did nothing to protect you from theft by fountain pen.) And once upon a time, Andrew Meieran (of The Edison fame) / Marc Smith / 213 ventures planned a "speakeasy style bar" in the basement, with the vault doors as a prominent part of the decor.



The floorplans don't do it justice, but the circles and arrows and a paragraph on the back explaining what each one is are here: Bills floorplan pdf

Sweet! The place was originally slated to take up the entire basement, 12,000 square feet. Seven individual lounges, DJ booth, yada yada. Plans were approved, permits issued, everything looked good... But it never happened. Why not? Who knows. Google finds a reference to Andrew Meieran saying it was waiting on the residential construction, or somesuch. Could it still happen sometime in the future? the permits have all expired. Much of the basement has been converted to lofts, but the old part of the building with the vaults is still there, and presumably the vault doors are still there. Perhaps a smaller scale version, encompassing just the vaults themselves and the bar opposite, could still be done. It could be a sweet little watering hole, for those of us who think they can still find their floor after six martinis.

Le Sigh. When all the under-construction-maybe-someday stuff actually opens, I probably won't care very much, but for now I am really frustrated that someone else I've never met didn't risk a ton of money to build a theme bar for my extreme drinking convenience. Word.

Friday, May 16, 2008

Date Night

My husband and I have a regular date night on Thursdays (our nanny works late on that day), and this week was our first date night downtown. It was so much flippin' fun to have a date night WITHOUT DRIVING.

First we went to a Mexican restaurant on Spring between 5th and 6th The restaurant was pretty mediocre but it was nice to sit and watch our neighbors walk by.





Then we walked down Broadway. It's so cool to see the old theater facades. There's been talk about restoring the theaters for years, but I don't think it's going to happen any time soon.










We were going to have a drink at Broadway Bar but they have a dress code. So we kept moseying down Broadway.






Blurry pic, but I wanted to show that a new Pilates studio is opening in the neighborhood. Pilates! On Broadway!


When we hit 9th we swung around back to Spring. This is the back of the Orpheum.







We stopped at 626 Reserve for a drink. Lucky us, it turned out they were having a speed dating event for Black singles. Great wine and awesome people watching (and the people were so very pretty).



There were three older (as in their 60s) gentlemen sitting at the bar, and they immediately introduced themselves, asked us our names, how long we'd been in the neighborhood, etc. When was the last time something like that happened to you in a bar in LA? What's that? Never?



Turned out these gentlemen were old buddies from USC, and one is the chair of the sociology department at Cal State Northridge. This was wonderful on so many levels. First of all, how great to hang out with people who aren't white young hipsters? Second, they were so funny and smart and interesting--one guy had even been in the Peace Corps in the 60s. Finally, just being around people who are freakin' friendly instead of the usual LA too-cool-to-talk-to-you bullshit.

We left after two hours (after getting handshakes good-bye from the bartender and an invite to come back soon), and all of the building facades were lit up.



I'm really looking forward to checking out the rest of the neighborhood.