San Francisco’s longest-standing erotic supper club is still banging away after all these years.
Why stay home and eat pasta with canned beans when you can go out for French fries and an ice-cold martini?
Golden State emptied the bench early in the fourth quarter in a 139-119 loss to Portland.
Gone are the faux-stone walls, replaced with sculpted seashells and elegant sconces. But the menu remains largely the same.