Agoura Hills

Family owned and virtually unchanged for over 40 years, this is another one of those tiny, out-of-the-way spots that feels completely out of place in Los Angeles—which is a big part of its charm. It looks like a roadside saloon, complete with giant antlers over the front door, an almost all-wood interior, and old timey bar. The food offering is classically protein-heavy (steaks, stews, and a shepherd’s pie we haven’t tried but hear is amazing) with a few non-meat—mushroom skillet, grilled veggies, a delicious house version of mac n’ cheese—options thrown in for good measure. Dining here comes with its own set of rules: There are exactly three seatings (lateness is not appreciated), no congregating outside while you wait for your table (go to the bar or Cornell Winery next door), and please don’t complain if the kitchen runs out of your favorite dish (there is no freezer on-site and things sell out).