Places kellympls Wants to Go

Come for the pastrami, stay for the million-dollar art.

This otherwise innocuous bodega was once the headquarters of the most feared assassin's guild in American history.

A charming "tea atelier" hidden away in Greenpoint, Brooklyn.

This neighborhood grocery houses a treasure trove of Eastern European delights.

Just your average Marie Antoinette–themed speakeasy in an abandoned 19th-century subway tunnel.

This former Norwegian sailor's church is slowly being taken over by ramshackle robot musicians.

A statue honors the genius who allegedly first took a meatball and made it into a hamburger.

Sitting in the arguable birthplace of the Wild West, this museum holds the largest collection of bronco busting bric-a-brac in the world.

Only museum dedicated to women pilots, with personal artifacts from Amelia Earhart and other aviatrixes.

Very likely the only museum in the world that celebrates the glory of the humble banjo.

Named for the 39 tribes that live in Oklahoma, this restaurant's menu deliciously highlights local flavors.

An immersive art experience built by local arts collaborative, Factory Obscura, in the building formerly known as The Womb, a psychedelic arts center founded by the frontman of the Flaming Lips.

This lab's maddening silence is good for business but bad for sanity.

A puppeteer’s paradise offering shows, workshops, and an archive of over 2,000 puppets.

This Portland shop is brimming with natural wonders, local art, and handmade goods fashioned from recycled materials.

Delightful disarray of found objects and clutter.

Definitely not a clown bar.

Private collection of art inspired by cabinets of curiosity.

A beautiful 62-acre Catholic shrine and botanical garden.

Magical-looking cottages that inspired one of the most famous animated films ever.

A library of rare occult books in Los Angeles.

Hollywood's oldest hotel is the site of the first Academy Awards, the birthplace of Marilyn Monroe's career, and the home of Montgomery Clift's ghost.

Two men, two visionaries of Venice Beach, one little hotel that smells like cookies.

Though tiki culture has gone in and out of fashion, the Tonga Hut has always been flying the flag in Los Angeles.