"You go to this old-school American supper club in Jackson Square to travel to the 1930s (even though this place has only been around since 1988). Martinis are on standby on every table, and jazz cellists and pianists in ties serenade folks in the Art Deco dining room nightly. You’ll do a double take when you spot the painting of a clown making out with a ballerina, and martini glasses chilled upside down in giant mounds of shaved ice. You’re at Bix to listen to live music and sip on negronis in a space that’s both ridiculous and lovable, and, of course, to eat shrimp cocktails, steak tartare, and slightly dry pork chops. " - julia chen 1, lani conway