If youre a member of LAs vampire population, steer clear of this garlic-inspired restaurant. Everyone else, pack the breath mints.

Garlic is under the nose at every turn, from the odes to the clove in the swanky lobby to the fragrance permeating the bar and dining room. Industry talk rules the day amongst the casual crowd at the bar; the prime Beverly Hills location always makes for ideal people-watching. Start with an ultra-garlicky butter spread on bread, and move to the 40-clove garlic chicken. Some creations can be ordered garlic-free, but thats a bit like going to a steakhouse for the salad. Cant get enough clove lovin'? Request the garlic ice cream to complete the experience. If your mouth cant stomach any more, opt for the fine tiramisu.