"A night at The Baked Potato is about live jazz, but also about showing TikTok-addicted New Yorkers a side of LA that doesn’t revolve around influencers. At this grungy one-room music club in Studio City, videos and photos aren’t allowed. Burly regulars squeeze in next to rocker chicks with mohawks and Gen X dates who heard Andy Garcia was performing. The martinis are cups of gin. As to why it’s called The Baked Potato? It’s the only dish they serve—24 varieties from teriyaki to maple ham. You’ll need one to soak up the martini." - brant cox