One minute you’re swanking it up by the pool at The Standard and the next you’re saying “guten tag” to an Oktoberfest throwback. Are you in Munich? Nuh uh, this is LA’s hottest beer garden. Perch yourself up at a communal table, feel the fake grass beneath your feet, swig some ale, rip apart some pretzels and get nibbling on the German sausage.
Biergaten is, in a word, wicked. Problem is everyone knows it so be prepared to queue. Outside The Standard you’ll fork out $8 for a wristband but chill, you can redeem the dollar German style.
Go hardcore and fill up a boot of beer – that’ll be one litre of the good stuff, and get guzzling. If you’re feeling fancy (despite probably being in totally the wrong bar), Biergarten’s got your back with a small but spankin’ cocktail list. BarChick was all over the Schatzi with Stroh 80 Rum, Barenjager honey liquer, lemon and ginger beer… it could well be the name that did it though.