There’s something about walking into The Paragon Supper Club in Dayton that feels like stepping into a time machine – one that’s been meticulously maintained and smells deliciously of simmering onions and sizzling steaks.
You know those places that make you want to order a martini even if you’re normally a beer person?
This is that place.
The Paragon stands as a testament to an era when dining out was an occasion, when supper clubs were social hubs, and when nobody rushed you through your French onion soup – which, by the way, might just change your life…