"The Beverly Hills dining scene has a singular center of gravity. And no, it’s not Funke, Spago, or whatever splashy hotel restaurant just opened. It’s South Beverly Grill. On weekend nights, the front sidewalk swells with people undeterred by the two-hour wait they were just quoted for a table. Ladies in beehives with diamond-encrusted purses splitting spinach-artichoke dip and french dips share space with executives in silk Alexander McQueen scarves sipping merlot and eating barbecue ribs that pull apart effortlessly. There’s a grandness to South Beverly Grill (both in actual size and how servers escort you to the door) that makes a meal feel ritzier than other Hillstone spots. It’s why coming here for a splashy, over-the-top dinner isn’t just a good idea, it’s the best way to use this place." - Brant Cox
