The Harbor Room has been on my list of bars to check out for a while. Due to its proximity to Prince O’ Whales and the Westchester AMF, I had driven past it several times before. With its tiny white and cobalt exterior and gathering of salty sea dogs out front chain smoking Marlboro Reds, I can only image what excitement hides behind those doors.
When we finally decide to stop in, it is the night before Christmas Eve. Chad and I are both having a difficult time decompressing from the stress of last minute work requests, but because transplant Angelenos are already out of town for the holidays and it is a particularly cold and foggy night, it seems like an opportune time to visit.
The ghostly ride down Culver Blvd. synchronized with Pink Floyd’s ‘Us and Them’ sets the mood just right. We easily find parking and walk up to the entrance of the smallest bar in Los Angeles County. Upon entering, it is apparent that I’ve fallen in love at first sight: a classic CD-style jukebox (check), free chili dog station in the corner (check), and nearly every patron in the place is over the age of 65 (CHECK!).
The ghostly ride down Culver Blvd. synchronized with Pink Floyd’s ‘Us and Them’ sets the mood just right. We easily find parking and walk up to the entrance of the smallest bar in Los Angeles County. Upon entering, it is apparent that I’ve fallen in love at first sight: a classic CD-style jukebox (check), free chili dog station in the corner (check), and nearly every patron in the place is over the age of 65 (CHECK!).
I put a dollar in the jukebox (a dollar buys you THREE plays!?) and select tracks by Jim Croce and Bob Seger. For about ten bucks, we are able to buy a shot of Jack, a Budweiser, and a vodka cranberry. Although we’re obvious first-timers to the bar, everyone is friendly and welcoming. We enjoy our cocktails and complimentary chili dogs, and stare out the window, watching the fog roll in over Playa del Rey. It's absolutely perfect.
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