Romanoff’s – the quintessential restaurant in Make-Believe-Ville

In a continuing series looking at Hollywood restaurants where some of the scenes in my ‘Garden of Allah’ novels take place:


Only in a town built on the wispy foundations of ballyhoo, baloney and bull could a man like Michael Romanoff open a restaurant like Romanoff’s and actually get away with it for over twenty years.

Romanoff's Restaurant, Rodeo Drive, Beverly Hills

Romanoff's Restaurant, Rodeo Drive, Beverly Hills

In December of 1940, Prince Michael Romanoff opened his restaurant on Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills. The problem was that his name wasn’t Michael Romanoff, he wasn’t a prince, and he wasn’t from Russia. Evidently, though, that wasn’t much of a problem.

When he landed in Brooklyn from Lithuania around the turn of the century, the ten-year-old’s name was Hershel Geguzin. Somewhere along the way–specific details are so tedious, don’t you find?—he became a pants presser. (Really…? A ‘pants presser’…? Was that an actual occupation? I thought that was just something you–or your valet–did in the morning before you went to work.) By the time he moved to Cincinnati, he’d changed his name to Harry Gerguson, and he was still Harry Gerguson when he arrived in Hollywood in 1927.

Romanoff's menu

Romanoff's menu

One can only suppose that, in a town like Hollywood, a guy named Harry Gerguson isn’t likely to get very far…BUT…if his name was Prince Michael Dimitri Alexandrovich Obolensky-Romanoff and told anyone with a pair of ears that he was the nephew of Tsar Nicholas II, well now, that’s altogether something different.

Evidently Harry Gerguson positively reeked of Old World manners. He became known for his trademark spats, moustache and walking stick, and an impeccable (albeit faux) Oxford accent all of which helped to charm his way into Tinseltown society, and became much sought after for fancy soirees and polo matches. When Hollywood filmmakers needed a technical adviser for a movie set in Europe, Romanoff claimed to be an expert and drew a comfortable salary. Not that he was getting away with anything: everyone was in on the gag–most of the locals were self-invented, although perhaps not on quite such a grand scale–so they let him get away with it because they loved keeping company with a man of such bottomless chutzpah.

Such was his incomparable personal skills that it was probably inevitable he open a restaurant. With his sterling connections, he was able to get backing from the likes of Cary Grant, Darryl Zanuck, Jack Warner, Joseph Schenck, Jock Whitney, Caesar Romero, and Robert Benchley. Not surprisingly, he opened to capacity crowds virtually from day one. But not literally from Day One. In her book, Hollywood Revisited, gossip columnist Sheila Graham (who, at the time, was going out with Garden of Allah resident F. Scott Fitzgerald) said that she was there with Fitzgerald on the opening night, and at the end of the evening there was not enough money to pay the waiters, so there was a hasty whip around for cash.

Sohia Loren & Jayne Mansfield, Romanoff's, 1957

The most famous photo ever taken at Romanoff's - Sohia Loren & Jayne Mansfield, 1957

If Geguzin a.k.a. Gerguson a.k.a. Romanoff was worried about his venture, he needn’t have. Not only did Romanoff’s become the premier restaurant of choice for Garden of Allah residents, but the likes of only-one-name-necessary types like Zanuck, Mayer, Cohn, Gable, Cooper, Sinatra, soon became regulars, along with a endless roster of famous faces. Picture it: it’s 1947, you’re all glammed up in your sparkling Bullock’s Wilshire best, and as the maitre d’ walks you to your see-and-be-seen booth in the far corner, you pass Lana Turner, Groucho Marx, Jack Benny, Sir Cedric Hardwick, Clifton Webb, Robert Morley, Cole Porter, Alfred Hitchcock, Billy Wilder, and Otto Preminger. And even then you’d just be scratching the tip of the celebrity iceberg.

"Prince" Romanoff with Humphrey Bogart, 1952

"Prince" Romanoff (on the left) with Humphrey Bogart, 1952

Humphrey Bogart was one of its most famous and frequent diners and took a liking to the second booth from the left off the entryway, and occupied it daily when he wasn’t working. Romanoff’s had a strict rule that customers must wear ties, but Bogart insisted on coming in tieless. Romanoff finally had a showdown with Bogart and he agreed to don a cravat. The next day Bogart and Maltese Falcon co-star, Peter Lorre, showed up sporting half-inch-long bow ties in protest. Romanoff conceded; they were in the clear.

Romanoff's interior

Romanoff's interior

The Prince may have been a phoney-baloney, but it’s hard to fake genuine good taste and Romanoff had it in spades. The French cuisine he developed was the finest in the city, and drew all the local gourmands, who tolerated Mike’s insults and his habit of having his bulldogs dine with him at his table. They happily paid his high prices, but were treated to high quality food. For ten years he ran a packed house.

As the 1940s gave way to the ’50s, Romanoff looked at extending his business so he moved the restaurant from 325 North Rodeo Drive (i.e. north of Wilshire Blvd.) to 240 South Rodeo (south of Wilshire). On paper it probably seemed like a smart move–the new location had a roof garden, a ballroom for private parties, small private dining room and a much larger dining room designed to accommodate 24 equally-desirable booths–but it was never quite the same. Although the new location did okay at first, as the early ’50s became the late ’50s, it became harder to fill the room. A new generation of Hollywood talent wasn’t impressed with the old rogue who, among other things, had become a very vocal ultra-conservative. Even his most loyal patrons were offended by his friendship with J. Edgar Hoover and his handing out right-wing literature along with the menus. By the early ’60s the indelible writing was on the inevitable wall, and Romanoff’s closed its doors on New Year’s Eve, 1962.

About Martin Turnbull

The Hollywood's Garden of Allah novels blog is by Martin Turnbull, a Los Angeles based historical fiction author of a series of novels set at the Garden of Allah Hotel, which stood on Sunset Blvd from 1927 to 1959. Check him out at and Facebook: "gardenofallahnovels"
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20 Responses to Romanoff’s – the quintessential restaurant in Make-Believe-Ville

  1. Page says:

    So glad you wrote about Romanoff! In one of my old books about Hollywood (don’t recall which one) there was a chapter on this weirdo! I always found it hilarious that the fancy film folk believed what he was sellin and took to him like a fat lady with a sweet tooth.

    If any colorful character deserves a movie about them, he does!
    That’s such a funny story about Bogie and Lorre. Glad they had a laugh at R’s expense.
    A really fun read with great behind the scenes info on our stars and their playgrounds.

    • Yes, Page, “Prince” Michael sounds like a unique individual that could only exist in a place like Hollywood. He must have been some character–everybody was in on the joke and nobody cared!

    • Christopher Lister says:

      FYI, that “weirdo” was my uncle and, though he died when i was about 10, I will never forget the trouble he went to just to make a little boy happy. He and David Niven setup a complex, enormous pirate treasure hunt on the beach in Santa Monica for my birthday in 1967 that is one of my fondest memories. Assuming many others, not a few of which included Uncle Mike.

      Christopher Lister

      • Franky Murray Brown says:

        Hi Christopher,

        My name’s Franky Murray Brown and I’m a documentary filmmaker from London, UK. I’m working on a film about Marilyn Monroe and am currently doing research into Romanoff’s.

        I’d love to chat to you for research about your uncle Michael Romanoff and aunt Gloria. It would be great also to tell you more about our ideas for the documentary and hear your thoughts.

        Any chat would completely confidential and just for research. If you’d be happy to talk, my email is

        Thanks very much,

  2. Tony H says:

    This is my favourite story so far!
    Fascinating and bizarre.
    And I can never get enough of that Sophia Loren/Jayne Mansfield pic.
    What became of Prince Michael…?

    • There are actually quite a few versions of that Loren/Mansfield photo. Apparently Loren couldn’t quite believe what she was seeing and had to study it more closely. As for “Prince” Michael, after he sold the restaurant, he basically took the money and ran into retirement. As he got older, he became more and more right wing and fell out of favor with his left-leaning Hollywood friends. Eventually he died of a heart attack in LA in 1971.

      • Christopher Lister says:

        An interesting side note is the source of his conservative leanings. I think that “ultra right wing” might be a bit of an exaggeration, but I’m surely not going to argue its absence entirely. In any case, my father (died in 2006) was the person that got him more involved in conservative causes. My dad was a John Birch Society member at the time and although he mellowed a lot I his later years, ast that time he was quite the rabid anti-communist. And he used too spend a lot of time hanging pour with Uncle Mike, especially I’m told (by my mother) during the 50’s. But I’ve thing about Mike that was always true is that he was an old-school gentleman and had a heart of gold. If he was a crook in his early years, he was nothing of the sort when I knew him. I can’t tell you how many happy memories of him this has brought up.


  3. Cindy Sue says:

    How wonderful to have found your article. I was searching for the Romanoff Party Table from the Humphrey Bogart Collection by Thomasville to add to my blog, so I went ahead and linked your article for a more interesting read. I have the table and chairs, but didn’t know the behind the scenes story, thanks.

  4. B. Pearson says:

    Funny what one recalls after so many years. I remember a bartender at Romanoff’s,
    Ross Acuna and he soon found his way to the Bistro after Romanoff’s closed. I still
    have an ashtray from the Romanoff days. Seems like yesterday…………………….

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  6. Erik Wagner says:

    Just heard a Jack Benny radio program about Jack looking for a new car and there is a reference to Mike Romanoff.

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  9. Jimmy Short says:

    Lucille Ball references Romanoff’s in her TV series “I Love Lucy” as well, during the shows trip to Hollywood.

  10. Kelly A says:

    Believe it or not, I am in possession of the original cast iron double-R monogram and crown logo from the restaurant! My father-in-law was driving by the day workmen were removing the signage from the building, and he stopped and bought it for $10! He’s had it in storage for more than 50 years. The pieces are gorgeous – beautiful patina, and they weigh a ton! They don’t make ’em like that anymore! If anyone knows a collector or museum that would be interested, I’d love to see them go to a good home.

    • Christopher Lister says:

      I would be interested in this item. Michael was my uncle and, although he died when I was young, we were very close. So, as you can imagine, this is something that would be nice to have. The only thing i had was a set of pewter beer steins from the restaurant that also featured the imperial double R, but they were stolen years ago. Oh, i did have his 1933 edition of the Oxford English Dictionary as well. All 13 volumes.

      I look forward to your reply…

      V/R Christopher Lister

  11. Christopher Lister says:

    I just read your piece about Romanoff’s and it really took me back. Michael Romanoff was my uncle on my father’s side. He married Gloria Lister, my father’s sister before I was born. But I do remember him fondly as he and I were quite close. After the restaurant had closed, he began working at 20th Century Fox Studios. I don’t really have an inkling what his title was but his function was to get people to do things, basically. I guess the idea was he was well liked so people listened to him.

    Thanks for the smiles…

    Christopher Lister

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