The only passport you may need to experience the Jamaican-ness of Studio No. 7 is your mid-'90s Honda SUV, which you should park before heading into a loft named after A) famed reggae record label Studio 1, and B) Seven Mile Beach in Negril. The airy space's split into two sides: a gallery with art hung on early 20th-century brick (why're these peach baskets so tiny, Naismith?!), and a lounge with wall-mounted vinyl, Edison bulb chandeliers, and lamps made from coffee filters. The islandy menu printed on the liner notes of reggae record sleeves includes "bites" like ackee & saltfish over pan-fried dumplings, plus bowls of brown stew red snapper w/ rice & pigeon peas and soy ginger, also what Prince Harry says when introducing himself while visiting Mexico. They commissioned ATL's own High Road to craft custom ice cream flavors like Dragon Stout (made with the Kingston-based beer), while the bar's set up to mix non-frozen daiquiris (you know, the real kind), caipirinhas, and punch made with any of the legally available Jamaican rums, such as Appleton, Coruba, and Wray & Nephew, plus bottled Jamaican stouts like the aforementioned Dragon, and Lion Heart, just to show you they really give a (Van) Damme. Highlanda Sound System does their DJ thing on Saturdays (and every third Thurs for Reggae Vault Classics), but also stop in tonight to sip free wine at the opening reception for an exhibit called "Inheritance of the Past", also the name for your sweet Honda Passport... thanks Grandpa!