Finding a Perch in Downtown LA: A Two-Part Date Done Well
We stepped outside to a cool October chill and began the journey to our next destination.
I linked my arm around his and we started walking. It was going to be a surprise. I had learned that this was usually a good thing with this particular man (at least when it came to locations for dates… the other surprises have been questionable…roadblocks and deal breakers really). At the third short block, I was looking at him hesitantly should we have driven? How much farther is it? Good thing I wasn’t wearing a tall heel.
When on a date, keep in mind what shoes the girl is wearing. She’ll fake it until she makes it, but by the end of the date, if there is too much walking with the wrong type of shoes, she’ll be thinking more about her feet than she is about you.
One block later, we finally made it. We stood outside of an old building with a professional looking bouncer at the door. We showed our ID’s and the oddly kind (yes.. he was nice…) bouncer, lead us to an elevator and hit a button with a little bird next to it.
The elevator jolted and floated us 13 floors up. We exited and walked up a flight of stairs before suddenly finding ourselves in an exquisitely busy french art-deco setting. The space was alive. It was brimming with people, but not so full as to be crowded or uncomfortable. We walked up to the bar and waited to be noticed. Only a few minutes passed before our bartender asked us for our order, “What did that woman have? I’ll have that.” I pointed to an elegant pink drink another lady at the bar had ordered. “I’ll have the same.” We’re adventurous with our cocktails.
Yes, men can order pink drinks too. In fact, if he beats me to it, I might feel a little jealous and insist on having some.
The bartender put our drinks out in front of us, “Here’s your Kir Royale.” Champagne, I thought. Perfect.
We wandered around Perch taking in the beautiful interior design, out onto one balcony, a fire pit here, a fire pit there, comfortable chairs, a jazz band playing quiet tunes, people quietly talking amongst themselves, some having a late night dinner. He brought me upstairs to the very top floor and we had a breath-taking view of downtown LA. Consider me “woo”ed. We were on top of the world, with champagne, laughing and talking about all the good things that had come to us, how nice it was to be together.
We eventually settled into a comfortable patio lounge love seat, we had another drink, we listened to the jazz music, we enjoyed the company of other couples who were eager to share smiles and small talk, before calling it an evening. He gave me a kiss on the cheek as we made the decision to call it a night. He walked me back to my car, before heading home to his loft. We took our time, drifting through the city- the blocks now seemed too short on the way back to my car. We parted ways, both of us half-smiling, still a little heartbroken, and said… “We’ll do it again soon.” “Yes. Absolutely. We should.. I’ve really missed you.” “Ditto..” Kiss
Perch – Downtown Los Angeles, CA – Good for Ages 21 – 75. Looking to woo your date? Take him/her to the top of Los Angeles. Well actually.. It’s not the highest perch in the city, but it offers a unique atmosphere. The bistro offers live music almost every night of the week, along with top-notch bartenders ready to serve you exquisitely mixed cocktails. The menu offers wonderful classic French dishes. The options for seating outside are what made this place to me. Here, you’ll find yourself engaging with other couples or individuals who are grabbing a drink with their friends or loved one after a long day downtown. People are friendly, the music soothing, the fire pits warming to the soul. It’s true respite in a busy city. Check out their website for a calendar on featured music and swing by on a sunday to catch their lovely brunches!