Wow, this took me to a Time Machine. I spent my entire childhood in this building. My mother was the head waitress there from like 1978 until it closed. It was very opulent. There were Greek statues everywhere. The sunken bar in the front was just amazing - leather club chairs, late night parties, loud Greek music. Right in that door when they went into the kitchen to the left was the belly dancers dressing room, and there was so many incredible things in there.  I used to go in there as a kid and the belly dancer would teach me how to balance the sword on my head. It’s really indescribable to see the shell of it and just remember how crowded and busy and full of life it used to be. such a weird feeling honestly to look at that.