It’s Time to Get Schooled

Happy Friday!  In honor of the start of the weekend (and the fact that I am long over due for a post for you guys), I thought I’d share my new favorite watering hole.  Public School is the newest hot spot in downtown Culver City.  It’s been on Jefe and my’s to-do list since it opened in December, but thanks to the line out the door and around the block, we have yet to make it inside.

But apparently tonight was my lucky night when I met up with a friend from graduate school.  I managed to walk right in and grabbed a table in the back.  While I waited for my friend to arrive, I looked up and was immediately fascinated with the light fixture overhead.

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Then I took a look around and immediately whipped out my phone for some serious Instagram-ing.  I started with the menu and cocktail napkin…

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Followed by a stunning exposed brick wall.  The line of bulbs were the clear Edison kind dipped in silver.  Beneath those was a shelf of old microscopes.

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The interior is simply gorgeous.  It is the perfect blend of industrial, vintage, rustic and old-school chic.  Unfortunately I couldn’t get any more images of the place without walking around looking like a stalker, but I did manage to find a few online.  They really don’t do the place justice, but will give you an idea of it’s true beauty:

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As I was trying to be good since this was my second night out in a row, I opted for a single beer and a healthy meal.  I got the heirloom tomato salad with ruby red grapefruit, basil and balsamic vinaigrette glaze.  Thanks to our stellar waitress, she managed to get me a side of grilled chicken too.  I was so famished after 11 hours at the office, that I inhaled it before I could get a solid picture to share.  My friend was nice enough to let me taste some of hers.  She got a burger that looked absolutely incredible and some fries with a spicy ketchup.  Now I’m a die-hard Heinz fan myself, particularly after living in Pittsburgh for 4 years, but this Sriracha ketchup was a nice touch to the perfectly crisp fries.  Public School’s own Instagram will give you a taste of what you’re in for:

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So what do you guys think?  I’m admittedly still daydreaming about that burger.  And the excessively awesome amount of globes.  The use of reclaimed windows was perfection.  I can’t wait to go back.  Has anyone else been to Public School yet?  Any new spots in your own neighborhoods that will rival my new favorite?

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…but first sir, I think a shave.

After the crazy hours Jefe and I have been working, we decided to bag all formal plans for Saturday and take it easy. After sleeping well past our usual wake up call, I did a little work on an upcoming lighting project (which I can’t wait to share with you all later this week) and he invested some serious time in to searching for a new, local barber. Living in West Hollywood, most everything he found was a bit trendy (and pricey compared to the usual $20 he pays at the place in Culver City he’s been going to since he was 16).

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(photo courtesy of Baxter Finley)

I was all set to have some girl time at the nail salon but threw caution to the wind and decided to join him when he showed me a picture of the place he had settled on, Baxter Finley.

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(photo courtesy of Baxter Finley)

It was 5 blocks from our place so we decided to walk, which we’ve been trying to do as much as possible in our new neighborhood (we clearly are not life-long Angelenos….)

The place was gorgeous. Exposed beams and brickwork, both original to the building. Crisp, white subway tile and beautiful vintage display cases for their uber-chic manly hair products (why men need such expensive hair gel, I will never know). The wide-plank, dark hardwood floors were covered in antique-looking Persian rugs.

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(photo courtesy of Baxter Finley)

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(photo courtesy of Baxter Finley)

Each barber’s chair looked brand new but was made to look vintage. There was not a lot on the walls other than large mirrors, but above the register was a great old portrait of George Washington and some other guy with a frilly shirt.

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(photo courtesy of Baxter Finley)

But I think my two favorite parts of the place were the line of wooden folding chairs out front like an old barber shop and the German Architecture Digest I choose (which was as utilitarian and full of straight lines as one would expect) over the Vanity Fair that was handed to me. Not to mention the 6-year-old who was a little too chic getting his hair coiffed a few chairs down from Jefe.

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(photo courtesy of Baxter Finley)

I chatted up the woman behind the register, presumably the owner/manager, who mentioned her brother designed the place. All in all, it was a gorgeous old-school barber shop. And Jefe said the hair cut wasn’t too bad either; the guy was good, the right amount of chatty and overall customer service was great.

And bonus points to anyone who knows the title reference.