Went into a bar in Chinatown tonight at like 6pm. And it felt a little like walking right into China...perhaps with a weird mid-western flare. There were three old Chinese men sitting at the bar, drinking Bud Light and hitting on the bartender.
We ordered Tsing Tao (ya know, to feel authentic) and then stepped back outside into reality.
Another example of why LA gets kudos every once in awhile.