It doesn’t matter what day of the week you come to Mr. Chow, expect to walk into a party of the most unhinged variety. This iconic Chinese restaurant in Beverly Hills is cramped and chaotic with giant abstract banners hanging from the ceiling that makes it feel like Las Vegas in the 80s. Mr. Chow also doesn’t depend on a random celebrity sightings (though you’ll see some familiar faces) or tourist foot traffic to get a nightly buzz - the Beverly Hills locals who’ve been coming here every week for the past 30 years to pound lychee martinis and Beijing duck have that covered. The outrageously expensive food is nothing to write home about, but if you came here to mentally take down a room temperature shrimp roll, you’ve missed the point entirely.