There’s something magical about diving into the retro-modern Bix, another purveyor of the trend for American supper clubs in San Francisco, into a tiny brick alley where 19th-century San Franciscans brought their gold dust to be weighed and purchased which evokes the elegance and intrigue of another era. The aptly glittering crowd spills out the door as the valet ushers you inside. Part Prohibition speakeasy, part upper-crust eatery, Bix attracts a wide range of diners, from old-school gents to debutantes and their entourages. If you need to watch the action, rather than be part of it, ask for an upstairs table. The best starter is still the firecracker shrimp, and the chicken hash is a perennial favourite. Those who can should wear their highest heels and the jacket with the fur collar, please.