SBE is Hollywood’s new mafia. They own restaurants, lounges and hotels. Pretty soon, the world. Soon, even hospitals will have a velvet rope and you’ll be able to get bottle service in your upgraded surgical-themed suite.
Cleo is one of SBE’s newest creations, mediterranean tapas.
Tapas, small plates, are a really smart invention.
For a few bucks less, the restaurant gets to serve a fraction of the portion.
Patrons think they’re getting a deal, so they begin to order everything on the menu.
Essentially, unless you are only two people, everyone basically gets one bite of everything.
Funny enough, you get really full really fast when you eat this way.
Staggered eating, lots of drinking, lots of people watching (namely, tables of groups of slutty girls downing enough champagne to start their night of sin) it’s an enjoyable evening.
With a few exceptions (the zucchini above was DRENCHED in vinegar) the food was very tasty and ample. We were all stuffed but forced ourseves to order the scallops (perhaps a smidgen underdone).
The falafel, pizza and brussels sprouts were incredible.
But the creative drinks were the highlight.
In essence, come here to get hammered and peruse the selection of sluts.
Grandma, I hope you know I’m kidding.
“I’m beginning to think Bryan is an alcoholic, Liz (my mother). I don’t think I’ll be recomended his blog to any more of my friends. Dreadfully embarassing!”