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OG Cannabis Cafe, L.A.'s first pub for pot people, blazes back after a 4-year hiatus

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OG Cannabis Cafe, L.A.'s first pub for pot people, blazes back after a 4-year hiatus

At first glance, the scene unfolding on a leafy, half-crowded patio in West Hollywood looks like any other gastropub on a Sunday afternoon. In one corner, a table of nine celebrates a milestone birthday around a vase filled with 21 delicate pink roses. In another, a table of five carries on three conversations at once while two propped up smartphones stream football games.

The occupants of a table for two in the middle of the patio whisper sweet nothings to each other and smile widely. Nearby, a party of one in a turquoise blue, flare-legged pantsuit contemplates how to tuck into a generous plate of waffles stacked with fried chicken and drizzled with syrup.

It’s with the second glance — or more likely the first deep inhale — that it all snaps into focus: when you realize that not far from the vase of roses, the birthday honoree is preparing to fire up a Stündenglass gravity bong, the football fans are passing around a dab rig shaped like Baby Yoda and the woman in the flare-legged pantsuit has a fork in one hand and a lighted joint in the other.

And they’re all busy consuming weed at OG Cannabis Cafe, the first place in the state where one could legally get high and chow down when it opened on Oct. 1, 2019, only to shutter 5½ months later because of the COVID-19 pandemic. Rumors of its re-opening had come and gone ever since, including a much-hyped re-brand by the owners of High Times magazine. Still, the doors remained closed.

Now, after nearly four years, OG Cannabis Cafe is back open for business.

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However, the local consumption-lounge scene has changed dramatically in that time with the opening of three other places to publicly (and legally) puff pot open within 2½ miles of the cafe’s North La Brea Avenue location: the Artist Tree Studio Dispensary Lounge, the Woods and PleasureMed, which includes the restaurant-with-a-side-of-reefer Irie. (They’re all in West Hollywood, the only city in Greater Los Angeles that has legally licensed consumption lounges up and running.)

After recent visits, it was apparent that OG Cannabis Cafe has remained very much the way it was when it opened (and closed) its doors.

“To be honest, we haven’t changed anything — it’s exactly the same except for the cannabis menu and some small changes to the menu,” the original cafe’s co-founder, Sean Black, said about reopening in an environment where he’s no longer the only game in town. “I love the idea of there being different kinds of cannabis experiences. I haven’t yet been to Irie for the high-end dining experience but I’m excited to try it. And I love the Woods. I had such a good time there.”

When asked if he and his partners feel any pressure in the new environment, Black waved it off. “We believe that we have created here a cannabis tourist destination … and we feel an obligation to ensure that people who come from other areas of the world, who are cannabis enthusiasts, have their first public opportunity to consume cannabis and have a meal in [what we believe is] the very first place in the world that you could do that.”

Rosie Aguirre brought her own Grogu dab rig and cannabis concentrate to smoke.

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Nayeli Hernandez, right, takes a bong rip on her 21st birthday.

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Jackie Palatnikov, left, photographs friend Gal, while the two dine at the newly reopened OG Cannabis Cafe.

What hasn’t changed

The space is still configured so cannabis can legally be consumed inside the cafe (which seats 40) as well as on the patio (which has an 80-person capacity), while beer and wine (but not weed) can be ordered on another patio. A hearty bar-food menu — think Buffalo chicken wings, nachos, smashburgers, truffle Parmesan fries and the like — is available throughout.

Behind the pub-grub menu is a new chef, Jonah Johnson of Jonah’s Kitchen in Santa Monica, who replaced Andrea Drummer, who was at the helm the first time around.

Due to federal banking laws, any cannabis purchased on site needs to be paid for in cash (there is an ATM available), though credit cards are accepted for food and drink purchases. In one small but noticeable departure from the before times, the same server takes orders for both comestibles and combustibles instead of having separate servers for food and flower.

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Frederick Marshall says he’s been stopping by the cafe “about five times a week” since it reopened.

What has changed

Speaking of weed (that’s why you’re here, right?), the herbal offerings are probably the biggest switch-up for this incarnation of the cafe.

The cannabis menu features just three brands, two of which have yet to launch into dispensaries. On offer are infused pre-rolled joints and ground flower from flavor-forward, colorfully packaged Dizzies ($25 to $60, the only brand available elsewhere); pre-rolls and flower from indoor-grown Wav ($45 to $100); and greenhouse-grown (and incredibly fragrant) Helena Farms, available in loose flower or pre-roll form (ranging from $20 for 3.5 grams of flower up to $120 for a 1-ounce pack of 70 joints — a crowd-pleasing party-starter if ever there was one).

Among the offerings on the cannabis menu is a 1-ounce box of 70 pre-rolled joints from soon-to-launch, L.A.-based brand Helena Farms.

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All three of the brands are owned by L.A.-based Elevate Holdings, for which Black happens to be a partner and serves as the chief creative officer. (He’s also one of 11 partners involved in OG Cannabis Cafe 2.0.) “They lent us the money to reopen the cafe,” Black said of Elevate Holdings, noting that exclusively featuring one company’s herbal offerings leans into the original purpose of his restaurant-meets-weed concept.

“I founded Lowell Herb Co. in 2011,” he said, “and we first opened this as the Lowell Cafe.” Black said the original vision was to feature Lowell’s products on the smokable side of the menu as a marketing play. That all changed when he and Lowell parted ways just months after the doors opened in 2019.

“So [now,] it’s actually fulfilling its original purpose — promoting cannabis,” Black said, “in addition to being a fun little outdoor cafe where you can get high instead of getting drunk. That’s the whole premise. It’s pretty simple.”

The indoor area at the cafe also serves food and cannabis and seats about 40 people.

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A pub for pot people

Black isn’t the only one making the alternative-to-alcohol, pub-for-pot-people comparison either. A Sunday visit in mid-January found Montana Alexander, 25, ready to smoke up with a table full of friends. She had made the trek from Santa Clarita after discovering the cafe on Instagram. “This place is literally a dream,” Alexander said between puffs, “because I don’t drink, so when my friends go to bars I’m like, ‘So lame.’”

Alexander’s sentiment was echoed by Nayeli Hernandez of Porter Ranch, the aforementioned birthday girl. “I don’t really drink,” she told The Times. “So from the time I turned 20, I was thinking about doing this,” she said. Hernandez’s mother, sitting next to her at the head of the table, chimed in.

“I was down for it,” said Christina Hernandez of her daughter’s request. “This is what they do now.”

Miguel Aguirre fires up a Wav Purple Zushi pre-rolled joint while watching a football game.

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A neon sign bearing the logo of the OG Cannabis Cafe lights up a back wall.

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Act Up India, left, and DJ Tricey Trice “shotgun” a hit on the leafy green outdoor patio.

Coming soon: comedy night, queer night and marijuana meditation

Although the cafe quietly re-opened to patrons in late October, things are set to kick into high gear this month, starting with a big watch party for the big football game on Feb. 11 (smoke a bowl for the … well, you get the picture) hosted by former mixed martial arts fighter Nick Diaz.

“The week of the Super Bowl is going to be packed,” Dejanae Evins, the cafe’s experiential marketing and events manager, told The Times. “On the 13th, we’ll be starting our [every-other-Tuesday] queer wine night called Verse, which will be co-hosted by Ashlee Belzo[of cannabis collective] Puff Dao on our wine patio, where people can enjoy a glass of wine, small bites and a DJ. And then, if they want to end their night with a joint and a sundae on the other side, they can do that.”

In addition, Evins said there will be weekly comedy nights from 7:30 to 10 p.m. Wednesdays (next week, it’s bumped to Thursday because of Valentine’s Day). Also beginning Feb. 13, there will be morning meditations (think sound baths and guided meditation) on the second and fourth Tuesday mornings of each month. “People will be able to come in,” Evins said, “really start their day on a high note and then move into doing something productive, whether that’s co-working or meeting friends for lunch. It’s our way of staying connected to the wellness community.

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“We also have some really big plans for 420,” Evins said of the annual April 20 celebration of all things cannabis that’s less than three months away. “So definitely stay tuned for that.”

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1201 N. La Brea Ave.
West Hollywood
Noon to 10 p.m. Tuesday through Friday, 10 a.m. to 10 p.m. Saturday and Sunday
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Know before you go

  • You must be 21 or older to enter the cannabis-consuming side of the cafe, and a valid, government-issued ID is required.
  • Unlike the other local consumption lounges, you can bring your own cannabis (or cannabis extracts) to smoke here — for a “tokage” fee, which is currently $25 for table of three or fewer and $50 for tables of four or more.
  • Also unlike other local consumption lounges, the cafe doesn’t operate alongside a traditional dispensary, which means you can’t just pop in, buy a bag and bounce. But you can consume a little and then cut out, Black says.
  • Rolling papers, grinders, lighters and rolling trays are provided, and you may also bring your own pipe or glass. Bongs and pipes may be purchased on-site, and Stündenglass gravity bongs can be rented for $50.
  • On-site valet parking is available for $10 (for your designated driver). Remember: When you’re high, you shouldn’t operate anything larger than a soup spoon much less a vehicle of any kind.
  • Walk-ins are accepted on a space-available basis, but reservations are encouraged and may be made via OpenTable.
  • Although the establishment serves cannabis and food, it does not serve cannabis-infused food.

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‘Hellions’ author Julia Elliott wins $150K fiction prize

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Author Julia Elliott won for her short story collection Hellions.

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Writer Julia Elliott has won this year’s Carol Shields Prize for Fiction for her short story collection Hellions. The award honors work by women and nonbinary authors in the U.S. and Canada.

Elliott, who also authored the novel The New and Improved Romie Futch and the short story collection The Wilds, is known for blending elements of Southern gothic horror, surrealism and fairy tale. Hellions, published in 2025, includes stories set against backdrops like a plague-stricken medieval convent, a feminist art colony, and small Southern towns.

“This eerie, eclectic, genre-leaping collection takes no half-measures; every sentence of Hellions crackles or crawls,” wrote the prize jury in a statement. “Here, human folly moves against a backdrop of horror and magic … But for all its wildness, there is tremendous control.”

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The prize, named after a Pulitzer Prize-winning novelist, awards $150,000 to one winner each year. Novels, short story collections, and graphic novels by women and nonbinary authors are eligible.

This year’s finalists included Quiara Alegría Hudes (The White Hot), Lee Lai (Cannon), Megha Majumdar (A Guardian and a Thief), and Sonya Walger (Lion). They will each receive $12,500.

The Carol Shields Prize went to writer Canisia Lubrin in 2025.

You can listen to actor Donna Lynne Champlin read Elliott’s story “Hellion” on the Death, Sex & Money podcast here.

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Cats: The Jellicle Ball” has received nine Tony nominations, including one for Qween Jean, the costume designer. Our chief fashion critic, Vanessa Friedman, joins our chief theater critic Helen Shaw to talk with Qween Jean and to uncover some of the show’s hidden references.

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Inside the all-masc lesbian and translesbian revue electrifying L.A. nightlife

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At around 1 in the morning at the Sassafras Saloon in Hollywood, four masc lesbians in cowboy hats and chaps were dancing on top of the bar while bartenders attempted to continue making espresso martinis beneath them.

One performer crawled into the crowd and between the spread legs of an audience member, licking the air between their thighs. Another wrapped a belt around their girlfriend’s neck while thrusting against her to Bon Jovi’s “You Give Love a Bad Name.” The ravenous audience, almost entirely women, fluttered dollar bills all around, while easily filling the saloon’s 300-person capacity.

Across Los Angeles, countless strip clubs and revue shows were unfolding at that same hour, though none quite like this and likely few provoking this level of frenzy. The night had all the riotous energy of a scene from “Coyote Ugly,” with the choreographed masculinity of “Magic Mike.” Playing on the latter’s name, this was the doing of Magic Mascs, an all-masc lesbian and translesbian revue, by sapphics for sapphics.

Skye Valentinez, from left, Alexa Legend, Daddii Syd and King Captain are members of Magic Mascs, an all-masc lesbian and translesbian collective, that started in February.

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“Our idea was to give lesbians what men get all the time at a strip club, but instead of just sitting around and singing ‘Pink Pony Club,’ actually going wild,” said group founder Daddii Syd, a.k.a. Syd Latimore.

The performers, self-described “daddies” — Daddii Syd, Alexa Legend, Skye Valentinez and King Captain — formed Magic Mascs in February. The performance at the Saloon was their third overall, but the group has already become an institution within lesbian nightlife in Los Angeles. They will make their debut during a Pride Month performance on Friday at Womxn Pride’s rooftop party in downtown L.A.

The members come from professional dance backgrounds. King Captain entered dance school at age 12 and taught dance for nearly a decade. Daddii Syd has danced since childhood. Alexa Legend spent years go-go dancing across clubs in the city before joining the troupe. Skye Valentinez, the baby of the group — cherub-faced, smiling through braces — is the newest to performing, though she steps into it naturally, exhibiting the same living, breathing caricature of masculinity as the rest of them.

“No one’s trying to be cisgender,” King Captain makes clear. “We’re not trying to be the kind of men who are born into and fed by patriarchy,” Daddii Syd added. “We’re redefining masculinity.”

King Captain gets their underwear stuffed with dollar bills from the crowd.

King Captain gets their underwear stuffed with dollar bills from the crowd.

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Magic Mascs’ success follows a broader trend of lesbians confidently stepping into masculinity before hungry eyes. In the past year, performative masc competitions have appeared across the country, with lesbians — hair slicked back and carabiners dangling from their Carhartt jeans — showing off in front of leering crowds. Magic Mascs feels like a more professionalized version of that phenomenon, less tongue-in-cheek — just tongue.

“We always knew there was a huge hunger for this,” Daddii Syd said.

Their first performance, in San Diego, sold out fast.

“I knew right away we were onto something special,” Daddii Syd said.

Videos of the troupe traveled far across sapphics’ algorithms, especially clips of King Captain, whose devoted fan base — known collectively as “The Castle” — make arduous trips just to see them in the flesh. One fan drove more than 20 hours from Dallas to San Diego to see Magic Mascs. Another sent an edible fruit bouquet from Australia.

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Backstage, every gesture from the troupe was ultra-confident. Captain, wearing briefs stuffed with a sock full of rice, talked to me with a leg cocked on the footrest of my stool. Daddii Syd, Alexa Legend and Skye Valentinez stood pelvis-forward, hands behind their heads, flexing ropey muscles. They loved the camera, eyeing it like prey while tipping the brims of their cowboy hats. (“You guys are like the modern-day Beatles,” our photographer said.)

King Captain gets the Hollywood crowd into a frenzy during a recent show.

King Captain gets the Hollywood crowd into a frenzy during a recent show.

Everything in the show revolved around their hips. The performers rolled and glided before delivering sudden, mechanical thrusts powerful enough to rattle nearby glasses. Their bodies were taut with effort and exaggerated lust. Daddii Syd performed with her girlfriend Jamie in matching plaid, not leaving much to the imagination as they licked whipped cream off each other.

Alexa Legend, who described herself as shy offstage, eventually stripped down to nipple pasties and a cowboy hat, firing confetti from her crotch into the crowd. King Captain swerved their hips like a powerful mechanical bull. “Oh, Captain, my captain,” someone in the crowd said, hand pressed dramatically to her forehead.

They paid particular attention to a woman in a wheelchair in the crowd — typical of their performances — asking if they could sit on the wheelchair. They received keen consent. “That was, um, very nice,” she told me after, still a little lost for words.

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“We’re huge on consent,” Daddii Syd said. At the start of the show, they told the crowd to cross their arms in a Wakanda Forever pose if they didn’t wish to be touched. They checked in constantly while moving through the crowd, leaning close to ask questions like, “Is this OK?” and “Anywhere you don’t like to be touched?”

Captain learned these habits through work in intimacy coordination and under the mentorship of Tonia Sina, among the first professional intimacy coordinators in Hollywood. That ethos of care extended beyond their interactions with the audience and into the way they interacted with one another offstage.

Performer King Captain of Magic Mascs take a tip from a fan.

“We want everyone in the crowd to feel gorgeous,” King Captain said before the recent show at Sassafras Saloon in Hollywood.

Performer King Captain, left, and Lauren Henson, a stage kitten for the group, perform together on the bar.

King Captain, left, and Lauren Henson, a stage kitten for the Magic Mascs, perform together on the bar.

Forming a sanctuary for themselves was just as important to the troupe as emboldening others’ desire. “It’s hard to find other masc friends,” Daddii Syd said. “Everybody’s weirdly competitive and trying to sabotage each other.” King Captain agreed, asking: “Why can’t we all be daddies at the same time?”

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Daddii Syd and King Captain, who are both in their 30s, had little butch representation or friendship growing up and they have now become something like father figures to Alexa Legend and Skye Valentinez, who are in their 20s.

“We have to protect each other,” King Captain said. “We have to look out for each other.”

Daddii Syd put her arm around Skye Valentinez and said: “Look at this beautiful baby we have.”

That tenderness carried straight into the night. There was a striking seriousness to the whole performance, which spanned from just past 10 p.m. to 2 a.m. Unlike a bachelorette party or the typical male revue, there was no giggling in the room, and no wink of camp from the performers. Here was a rare claim to unabashed public sapphic desire; it was given the scale and seriousness routinely afforded to heterosexual display, like the gleeful bravado of a man striding into Hooters.

By the end of the night at Sassafras Saloon, the performers had stripped down nearly to nothing, pouring water over themselves while the audience roared. The atmosphere felt like one of collective release, a recognition that masculinity and desire don’t belong only to men — that a group of four masc lesbians can be horny, inspire horniness and ultimately stir a hysteria that once greeted Channing Tatum or even the Beatles.

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It was the magnitude of the response that night at the Saloon, as on every other night they’ve performed, that’s inspiring their next moves: total domination in sum. The troupe is already planning a national tour through Florida, Dallas and Sacramento, though Daddii Syd’s ambitions extend much further.

“The idea,” she told me, “is to go global. Like a boy band.”

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