The owners of Lounge 217, Voda and Pearl Dragon made a counterintuitive move when they opened yet another hot Hollywood club that serves American comfort food. Oh well, it works.

Falcon is like the best living room ever: There are soft leather couches, white shag carpets, touches of glossy dark wood and an entire wall that opens up to a large sunken patio with fireplaces. Like so many other Hollywood hotspots, the scene is more dinner-friendly early in the evening. Around 11pm, when the restaurant stops serving dinner and the DJ starts spinning, the crowds thicken and the vibe gets rather lusty. Club nights like Tuesday's gay night, Beige, and promoter Mundial's Brazilian Thursday parties bring hordes of pretty young things. But eating at Falcon isn't just a way to skip the line. Standouts include the lobster chopped salad—with poached tail and claw meat, corn shaved from the cob and homemade buttermilk dressing (tastes like summer!)—and the filet mignon with potato gratin and a wild mushroom ragu. Small plates like Maryland crab cakes with grilled Asian pear satisfy those feeling nosh-y. —Lesley Balla