What was it really like? We arrived a bit early, but we didn't want to eat upstairs in the restaurant. After making our way through the main bar with all its Sammy Hagar memorabilia ("Oh, right... I DO remember THAT guy..."), we ate downstairs near the bar while being serenaded by a small band of three musicians. The music made having a conversation difficult, but I had to admit the singer was pretty talented. We were also amused by the bridal party who were out celebrating what appeared to be impending nuptials. However, the best thing of all here was the pizza. Very yummy stuff, let me tell you. It was served fairly quickly---much faster than the food upstairs---and was a reasonable price.

As the night wore on, the crowd grew larger. Getting a drink at the bar underneath a myriad of hanging bras became a bigger production. We squeezed forward to dance to cover songs in a small area in front of some tables before the BIG live band was scheduled to came on stage. We snapped a couple of pictures of some men who were so BIG themselves that we SWORE they had to be professional football players from the United States. It was all in good fun, but I started to get claustrophobic. Maybe I'm getting too old for certain types of entertainment...

Bottom line? If you want a big crowd, Cabo Wabo promises to give you one. Sammy Hagar supposedly plays occasionally on his bar's stage, and you never know if he'll show up to "wow" you. I personally liked the pizza the best, but I was glad we were able to see this bar. Stop by for a drink. Why not? You're a tourist. Embrace this fact and have a Corona.

The drinks are average priced, but well worth the cost (careful of the "Can't Drive 55").