At Cento, the pasta bar downtown, your carb dreams come true

A bowl of beet pasta from Cento pasta bar in downtown L.A.
A bowl of beet pasta from Cento pasta bar in downtown L.A.
(Jenn Harris / Los Angeles Times)

Down 6th Street in downtown L.A., past the aroma of French dip sandwiches at Cole’s, inside the tiny French wine bar Mignon, Avner Lavi furiously stirs a pan of bright fuchsia sauce. The former Bestia and Sotto pasta cook turns from one pan to the next, each heating on portable cooktops. He adds a tong-full of spaghetti to one and tosses until a mound of deep pink pasta sits glowing in the pan. Then he twirls the pasta into a mountain and plates it in the center of a pretty blue and white plate, tops it with a dollop of goat cheese, then sprinkles chives. This is the beet pasta from Cento, an almost-only-pasta bar in downtown L.A.

Lavi has been twirling his pasta from behind the bar at Mignon since December. Four days a week, for four hours a day, Mignon becomes Cento pasta bar — and then, when the sun goes down, the space turns back into Mignon.

Pasta is the star of the limited menu (mostly a single starter, three to four pastas and something sweet), along with pieces of toasted Clark Street Bread, either topped with slices of avocado, or served alongside clouds of burrata drizzled with olive oil.


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On a recent visit, the spaghetti was tossed in that pink beet sauce — bright in flavor and in color, meant for Instagram. And the gnocchi, delicate pillows of dough, were served two ways: under a spicy ‘nduja sauce or with a simpler tomato sauce.

Gnocchi from Cento pasta bar in downtown L.A.
Gnocchi from Cento pasta bar in downtown L.A.
(Jenn Harris / Los Angeles Times )

Sometimes Lavi has spaghetti with uni, crab and heirloom tomato on the menu. Past items have included sage and brown butter ravioli filled with ricotta; orecchiette in a bolognese sauce; squid ink linguine; and bucatini carbonara. Sometimes there’s dessert, sometimes there isn’t.

All of the pasta is served on dinnerware the buyers at Anthropologie would be proud of. The lamps are made of coat hangers. And on the walls: Artwork that varies from naked figures to bouquets of flowers to an elderly man playing piano. That Parisienne apartment you dream of owning one day? This is how it will be decorated.

To drink, there is wine (red, white, maybe rose), Peroni and Aranciata soda.


The menu changes regularly, so if you want to know what’s available, check the restaurant’s social media accounts. There are no guarantees, other than plenty of pasta, burrata and wine.

128 E 6th St., Los Angeles, (213) 489-0131.

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