Plain and simple, HMS Bounty is not cool. And that’s exactly why it’s so great. The somewhat-nautical themed dive bar on Wilshire has been around since the dawn of time and has an aesthetic comparable to that of a senile old man’s living room (whose wife is really into slapping some sh*t up on the walls for every holiday that rolls around). But the drinks are cheap, the crowd is fantastic, and we just ordered that $12 baseball steak. Never change, HMS Bounty.