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In Little Sister’s defense, being the hippest restaurant in Manhattan Beach is a hard row to hoe. It’s perhaps a steep learning curve for customers to go from casual upscale beach dining to a dimly lit room with a profane hip-hop soundtrack. That’s certainly the impression you get, and not just from the multiple waitstaff disclaimers. Much of the bewildered-looking clientele can be seen employing their phone flashlights to read the menu, and asking waiters why the sake isn’t served hot and could they please recommend some dishes that aren’t too spicy?
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