Editor’s Note: while we were writing the Sausalito drinking guide, we met this old dude at Smitty’s who told us about a bar hidden inside the back of historic Broadway Ave strip-joint The Condor Club. To investigate, we decided to send out favorite lady writer in SF, because we figured she might be able to, uh, focus better.
What kind of a person hangs out at a strip club bar for hours on end? It’s gotta be either the kind of person who didn’t get hugged enough as a child, or the kind of person who, for the sake of journalism, agrees to go drink a ton of beers and “observe” as — to use purely technical terms — “the boobies come out”. *
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