Teahouse

On a stormy Monday evening in February, I found refuge at the cozy Arts District haven that is Shiloh Tea. A barefoot (late night) teahouse that courageously defies everything an Angeleno may expect from a night out on the town—swap loud music for instrumentals, high tops for floor pillows, booths for cozy reading nooks, the smell of booze for incense, and, of course, tea.