Very few bars will stop you in your tracks the way that Nomad does. When you step into the building - a massive, converted bank downtown - you’ll feel like you’re in a 1940s movie where you’re the star and that handsome guy in the newsboy cap at the bar might propose you train with him across Northern Africa. In reality, that guy lives in Silver Lake and is just grabbing a drink before his shift, but the point is this bar/restaurant/hotel makes you feel special. And so will that group cocktail served out of golden metallic rooster. It’s definitely a post-work spot during the week, but Fridays and Saturdays come alive with a bit rowdier crowd. No reservations needed.