"People seem to only associate The Twelve Thirty Club with the fact that Justin Timberlake is part owner. But that does a complete disservice to this three-part venue (it’s a honky-tonk, supper club, and rooftop terrace) with great live music and an even better sweet cream cornbread. The supper club, though, is the place you should bring your old college friends and their spouses when they visit, because they’re in their 30s and not putting up with Kid Rock’s Big Ass Honky Tonk nonsense. Order a round of crisp, dirty martinis and then segue into that aforementioned cornbread and some burrata or a seafood tower. Then that live act will really kick in. People will start dancing. You’ll get some champagne for the table, and maybe some mains—the sushi and Chilean sea bass are solid options—but maybe you just join in and start dancing, too." - Jackie Gutierrez-Jones
