You enter supperclub san francisco through an understated door on Harrison street and are

greeted by an outrageous hostess with leopard-painted eyes. After a drink in the cheekily swank Bar

Rouge, the hostess takes you to your “bed.” You find yourself lounging comfortably against pillows,

sipping coolly from your favorite drink. After several sumptuous, surprisingly delicious courses served

by a friendly and unusual wait staff, your bellies are content but not stuffed… one in your party is

getting a Thai massage, another has glitter dragonflies painted on her temples. As the DJ changes the

melody, some eyes lift to see an aerial dancer covered in seaweed hanging from a ring in the center of

the room. The dinner is wrapping to a close, but the Bar Rouge is just picking up steam...