A bar made for Papa in the heart of Hollywood


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It’s past midnight on a recent Friday night in Hollywood and Johnny Zander, owner of a new bar and lounge named Hemingway’s, is slightly agitated. He’s concerned that his new place, which is themed around writer Ernest Hemingway, is too crowded.

Earlier in the evening, Teen Vogue’s Young Hollywood Party had decided to use Hemingway’s as the unofficial gathering place for an after-party and, in keeping with the de rigueur customs of a post-’Hills’ lifestyle, its organizers tweeted about it.


Now, with last call a mere second-hand’s sweep around the clock dial away, Hemingway’s is packed hip-to-hip with tall, wasp-waisted young women with fine bone structure and skirts the size of pocket squares. Attending to them are genetically superior men with thick hair and eyes like frosted marbles.

They sway to the loud indie rock that a DJ cranks through his Mac and sip mixed drinks with names such as the Sun Also Rises and A Movable Feast.

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Photo: Lawrence K. Ho / Los Angeles Times