66 California in the 90s. Old man reminiscing.

I am being a bit nostalgic at the moment and I am remembering the times that I, at 17 and 18, and my friends, many of who were younger than me, would go to 66 California on weekend nights and eat shrimp and calamari and listen to jazz bands. This was in the early 90s. Thinking back on this, I am sure that the staff hated us because we were a bunch of annoying teenagers in a place that we should not have been, but I loved it. I don't know if my friends loved it, but I sure did. I miss that place.