Whenever my best friend/creative life partner Danae and I go to LA for work we always go to SUR because we’re trash.
We went there for dinner once which was a mistake we won’t make twice. Trust me, it’s essentially just Lean Cuisine minus the Goat Cheese Balls which are v good. Stassi wasn’t lying, but it’s not about the food, right?!
So one night last week, Danae and I walked into the lounge and had a seat at the last open “table” literally right behind the hostess stand and directly in front of the DJ booth. Imagine walking into a dimly lit pre-school and sitting down at a table where tiny humans are coloring or drinking martinis or whatever. The tables in the SUR lounge are a good inch and a half shorter than that.
After we took our seats on the floor, we looked to our left at the bar where episodes of Vanderpump Rules play in continuous loop on the TV above the LVP Sangria. And then there she was… SCHEANA, in all her evil arched eyebrow, thigh high boot, SUR uniform glory. Peter walks over to us, dead eyed, and asks us “what we want” and then disappears for like 20 minutes. What service! It’s cool though, maybe it’s not about the “drinks” either. After we finally got our $15 raspberry mojitos which were 70% mint leaves, 5% raspberries, 20% seltzer water, 5% regret and exactly 0% alcohol, in walks DJ James Kennedy and a bunch of dudes we didn’t recognize. “It’s my buthday!!” DJ James shouts as Scheana, who had been standing by the bar, (working hard!) for a solid 25 minutes at this point, squeaks with delight and gives leaping hugs all around. A girl at a different kids table asks for a pic and they all oblige and then disappear into the neon purple haze.
It was an out of bra experience that was more than we could have ever asked for and 100% more than we could handle.
We sucked down our drinks. Took three super cute photo booth boomerangs and then ran away screaming… until our next Sexy Unique Restaurant Restaurant & Lounge adventure.
Happy Birthday, DJ James Kennedy! Enjoy your pasta!! *wink*