
There, men and women from the community could get it all in one night; a few drinks, a meal they didn't have to kill or cook, and solid entertainment — a good time. A hard-earned, well-deserved evening worth cleaning up and coming out for. These weren't tony affairs; "all-you-can-eat" fish fry was popular supper club fare. Many clubs got their start as prohibition roadhouses.
While we may not serve fish fry, we are not a fancy people. We are not on the outskirts of a small town, but in the heart of Hollywood, California.
And this supper club, too, is born of necessity.