Los Angeles, CA

The Grasshopper is the bar version of a run away hair — it disgusts and mesmerizes.  From the ‘absolutely no drugs allowed’ sign next to the cash register to the skeevy bathrooms, The ‘Hopper is not for the faint of heart.  For those who appreciate a good dive bar, however, this little hideout is an absolute treasure.  The owner is a very generous Hispanic gentleman who will frequently treat a group of newcomers to a free round of beers.  There’s plenty of room to sit, a decent jukebox and a pool table available for those brave enough to mix it up with the locals.  If you’re lucky, the fortune teller lady may be around to tell you her life story, and if she’s not too drunk she may even tell you your fortune. 

 The Grasshopper, 5100 Fountain Ave, Hollywood.