The Condor is, ahem, a topless gentleman's club on 'Broad'way in San Francisco. I happen to know ALOT about this night club. When I'm in the city my trip is never complete until I make a visit to this historical hotspot. Why is it so important that I always make this pilgrimage? Because in 1969 my uncle bought the night club and started the first topless dancing bar in California, or on the west coast for that matter. To be fair, my uncle didn't start The Condor for nude entertainment but when he asked one of the cocktail waitress to try her hand at dancing onstage during her breaks, she started getting a lot of attention. She arrived to work one day wearing what they called at the time a 'French Bikini' and after a few moves on stage, it sort of started coming off on it's own. When word got out about Carol's french bikini the line to get in the club started getting longer and longer until the line to get in went around the block and all the way down Broadway. Legal issue arise and the city had my uncle arrested a couple of times for indecent nudity. He went to court Larry Flint style and he won! With that topless dancing became legal in California and that law is still on the books today. Over the years The Condor spurned many more stories and will always be a proud (and strange) family heritage.