I spied Cooks County while driving home from a fun non-shopping spree in West L.A. one Saturday. We didn't have reservations so were seated at the counter with a view of the kitchen. We didn't mind though. Our server was exceptional, as was the food. We meant to head elsewhere for dessert after looking at the menu, we stayed. The rosewater fritter on huckleberry compote with key lime ice cream was so delicious. This was a spontaneous date night, spurred by Sergio's new haircut.