Drawing Room — Restaurant in Los Angeles

My vintage wallet that I’d gotten from a relative and cared deeply about (and held so many important items!) had gone missing while I was out one night in early December. I’d given up on it being found after a week or two had passed.

Then, the amazing owner of The Drawing Room (Monte) got ahold me! My wallet had been found in their restroom and he contacted my bank to ask them to call me and provide his number. I was out of town at the time, but he kept my wallet safe in the office until I was able to have someone pick it up. And he was very adamant about knowing who would be getting it ahead of time and texted me separately verifying the name before he handed it over.

All of my wallet’s contents were there, in perfect order. I’ll be forever grateful to Monte and The Drawing Room for going out of their way to protect a patron’s belongings and return them safely (even when the task wasn’t easy)! Thank...

After all the stories my boyfriend recounted about his infamous pub crawls I had no idea what to expect from LA bars. With a "though they are cheap, they are also mighty" warning as we set off for the Drawing Room, I was surprised to find the bar both clean and friendly. The rumors proved to be true as we watched them fill our glass with 80% vodka and 20% soda water, with an asking price of pocket change compared to their pricey counterparts. We whisked our cocktails to a quiet room in the back with open seating and a pool table. After the 8 ball fell in and our glasses emptied we ventured back to the bar for round two. The bartenders were friendly and patient, even after the liquor began to set in. With friendly patrons, competent staff, stiff drinks, and cheap prices- The Drawing Room is the perfect place to start the festivities or bring the...

This place is dark, it's decor is misguided. The music is loud and the drinks are medium price. It is in a strip mall. If you walk a bit down the main drag from the strip mall, you will run into a tent city. The patrons are cool and it's staff are brisk, confident, and generally gracious. I highly recommend you go here and learn to play darts until you've lost track of all time and space. There are no windows. There's an old microwave on a shelf in the corner that you aren't supposed to use without asking first. Credit cards are no good here, and all the beer is bottled. For reasons unknown, there is a chart painted on the wall that can tell you what year of the Chinese calender you were born. Was this place once a Chinese restaurant? Why is it called the drawing room? Did they mean drawing board?...