The 9-0. Absolute USC institution.

Truly hardcore spirit in Downey's punk club with nightly drink specials.

Legendary historic club run by Mama Laura for best live blues in the city.

LAX hotel/restaurant trying so very hard.

A bit of the Alps near the airport. Fill up on suds and Weiner schnitzel.

(fay-dodo) 1. To make sleep. Weird name when the last thing you want is sleep, missing bomb beats in jazz heat.

A fitness club that looks as good as you will.

Hub City flips catfish, bird pot pies, buttermilk biscuits, and that lightly fried crisp chicken we'd travel to Afghanistan for.

Next time you find yourself with some time to kill before one of your fly-by booty calls from a different area code jets in on a late-night flight...

We feel as smooth as Billy Dee, we feel as cool as Sam Cooke, we feel like more jambalaya, stuffed pork chops, and gumbo.

Not just for science majors, cheese-tastic theme notwithstanding.

Blues hounds, Westside sojourners, and Trojans come together at a dank, festive dive heavy on weekend blues karaoke.

Come for the friendly service and great fried chicken, but stay for a soul food street legend that has the whole community coming in.

Initimate space, dark lit corners, the smell of French cuisine and love is in the air.

Having a BBQ? Put ash in the grill and order from Mom's.

Five bucks gets you nearly the whole restaurant in their lunch special, with fast-breaking chicken thigh, lamb cut, and much more.

Cops, gangbangers, homesick Lone Stars, and Eastside art vultures come for the juicy tri-tip sandwiches.

Promises are exchanged over luscious country fried steak in classic '50s dinertude. It's a must-see.

Without doubt the tastiest, smokiest, sauciest BBQ in town. Always written up, always jam-packed, and closed on weekends.

Cue at this joint is as smooth and smoky as Otis. Try the pork shoulder or bring your own turkey to be smoked out of his or her cave, unique to the pit.

Amazing meaty ribs and spiciest links anywhere. Open seven days a week.

Next time you're rollin' across Slauson and O-Dog says "I'll smoke anybody!" take him to Woody's where they smoke ribs, links, and chicken.