Want to feel a whole lot cooler in one afternoon? Roll up to East Hollywood, a bifurcated bit of no one’s land that’s become a little stretch of what’s happening among cultural creatives. The restaurants and boutiques are clustered in two places: one, along North Virgil Street near early adopter restaurant Sqirl (real estate types keep trying to call this “Virgil Village,” but whatever) and two, on the stretch of Fountain Avenue in the shadow of the big blue Scientology center. The vibe recalls days of yore when Silver Lake was edgy and we’re here for it big-time.