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The Rolling Stones and the Trident connection

The year was 1972 – here’s the Trident/ Rolling Stones connection, and the invention of the modern version of the Tequila Sunrise. The original English version embedding somehow stopped working and we found this Spanish version that I thought you might enjoy.

You’ll find the English version here if you’ll scroll down this page….Buenos Dios!

Trident Restaurant Menu

The front and backside of the Trident Menu circa late sixties /early seventies. Check out the prices. Provided by Phillippa Farrar aka “Flip” phillippa.farrar@gmail.com                       Click on images to enlarge

5TridentMenuFront2017      5TridentMenuBack2017

Phillipa worked at the Trident in the early seventies as a hostess. Here are some excerpts from her “Hostess Notes” provided to her by the Trident management. (Some of the notes are generic, and not to unusual or surprising, and have been skipped over) Here we go:  1. Never let people wander through the room aimlessly. Tell them they must be seated or leave.  At busy times tell them about our $3 minimum.  2. You are the first impression that customers have of the Trident, so always be fresh and smiling. Don’t put any low energy trips on them. Learn to give good vibes with no effort.   3. Smile and act concerned.


Woody Allen Trident Flashback

Trident Waitresses

The following take on the Trident Waitresses is Published here with permission from Baron Wolman from the pages of “Rags”   Intro:  The Trident of Sausalito has evolved into a “Freedom of  Expression” and a reflection of a differing lifestyle. The key word is Style. It’s not service with a smile that counts anymore, it’s service with Style! The title for this article was The Ladies A La Mode

The Ladies A La Mode by Blair Sabol

     Five years ago the Trident was barely going through the motions of being a “Jazz Joint” with all the attendant atmosphere: lots of black leather, red rugs, cigarette smoke overcast, as well as “Bunny” rejects for waitresses – to lend a stamp of authenticity.  But authentic for whom or for what became the question.
     Time marches on, forgetting to take with it the “clubbing it” scene, and leaving owner Frank Werber in the throes of rapid culture changes.  He ended up trading his full time job of managing the Kingston Trio for organically tripping on “self discovery.”  Werber went from bookings to busts.  And, all for the better.  Naturally enough, Werber took the Trident tripping along with him … changing it’s interior …  painting the ceiling in bright organic colors … arching curving wooden partitions – no right angles – for backrests and a sense of space .. None of the Dayglosplotchiness of 1967 vintage psychedelia that marked a sell out organization – just natural wood grained comfort and lots of greenery.
Janie, voted the Best Dressed by the rest of the Trident ladies says that, she, “was always clothes conscious but over the year that I’ve been working here I’ve bought more far out stuff and bought just a lot more in general.  I really don’t own any more straight clothes anymore.  It’s great to wear what you are …. your prersonality.
     That’s why people dig the Trident so much, cause they can related to the girls since the girls look real and not like antiseptic white milk bottles. Besides having no dress code here makes you more than just a waitress.  You become creative by just inventing your own outfit each time.
      Oh yeah … there’s a liquor bar but organic juices have become the highlights (higher and lighter) and the drastically modified menu includes freshly baked and grown goodies from nearby commune’s kitchens and gardens.  The Trident has become healthfully re-established within the community and people recognize it as part of the hipper restaurant solution instead of the problem. And, it is because of the Trident’s more liberated approach that some thirty to forty people descend upon the restaurant daily asking for jobs … and more specifically: chicks!  It has become “status” to be a “Trident Lady,” not waitress.  ” If she’s playing a part,” explains house manager Lou Ganapoler, ” you’ll pick it right up. She has to fit in with the cosmic flow of the place. That’s why we let them dress the way they are.  Every girl here is known to be a beauty because she is being her real self.  Wearing clothes she really sees on the streets and being just the plain person that she is.  No putting on a strange uniform and acting uptight because that’s the superimposed attitude stemming from the management.”
     Frank adds a few more prerequisites: ” I like them to dress the way they would if they were at home turning on with their cats.  It’s more comfortable and freer for them to operate.  However the chicks must really dig themselves first and not be afraid of how to show it.” He means in spirit as well as the more obvious physical features, like bralessness and thrifty antique chiffon transparencies so often used to slam home the liberated message. Frank and Lou keep an unusual employee file – a Polaroid album full of all their past and present girls, categorized according to “beginners, permanent,cashiers, and hostessess,” not to mention their four star ratings.
     And, believe it or not the only numerology recorded besides age – which averages to about 22 – was that of Social Security and not of measurements.  Very few references are asked of the girls, although the most prevalent “previous job held” was “grooving.”  Lou admits, “We are so into our girls giving forth that certain energy and spirit that we tell our people, ” Look our service is lousy but our karma is high and vital!”
Laurie, ” I was a Playboy Bunny and really into the heavy makeup and uplift bra thing.  But now …  I’ve been working here for over a year and the make up is gone except my sequin stars and I’m really into old clothes and lots of feathers.  Everything I own has magic and I try to make people aware of that magic while I’m working …  I love to turn em on, by the way I look different every day.

Looking Back


A few months back David Ganapoler posted an article from the Marin Independent Journal on Facebook regarding the closing of the Trident.  The article was written by Mark Whittington, and here are some excerpts:

“SAUSALITO – The Trident was a symbol of the 70’s that had a special magic. It was happening! The Trident was a hang out for rock stars, with Mick Jagger, Janis Joplin, and Bob Dylan giving impromptu concerts.   Hollywood high brows and local hipsters rubbed elbows there with drug dealers and Hell’s Angels.  The carefully chosen waitresses turned heads.   Frank Werber opened the Trident in 1961 (the third version of the Trident officially closed in 1981.  We’re onto the fourth version presently 2014) patterning it after the jazz super clubs of the East Coast.

Werber discovered a folk group in Menlo Park, turned them into the Kingston Trio, and managed their rise to success.  The Trident was one of the groups real estate investments used to shelter the groups money.  Werber also managed to survive several controversial marijuana arrests beating all but one conviction.  The Marin Judge ruled that Werber’s use of pot for religious purposes wasn’t constitutionally protected.  The Trident’s special feeling spilled over to the employees, who had a family type relationship.”


The Trident and the Tequila Sunrise

ABOUT A YEAR AGO   Mark Lomas, a former bartender who runs the Trident Restaurant website, and I had lunch. We sat in the main dining room of the Trident in Sausalito and swapped bar stories. I had once worked at the briefly reopened Ondine, which was above the original Trident.

Owned by the Kingston Trio, the Trident was way ahead of its time. From 1966 to the mid- 1970s it was the place to be in the Bay Area. Famed for its beautiful waitresses and musical pedigree, it also featured such innovations as sashimi, a fresh juice bar and an espresso bar.

After numerous stories about rock ‘n’ rollers, waitresses, Robin Williams (once a busboy at the Trident), Lomas mentioned that the tequila sunrise had been invented there.

Now, I was reasonably sure that the tequila sunrise had been invented long before that, but I tucked away that information along with the phone number of the bartender who supposedly did that inventing.

From my research, I learned that:

• The Arizona Biltmore hotel claims that bartender Gene Sulit invented the tequila sunrise there in the late 1930s, consisting of tequila, lime juice, soda and crème de cassis.

• The recipe most people are familiar with; tequila orange juice and grenadine appeared for the very first time in the 1974 version of Mr. Boston’s Bartender’s Guide.


Drink origins are always a little murky. Take the martini, for instance. The town of Martinez claims that it was invented there in 1874. In fact it put up a historical landmark to “certify” the event. It doesn’t seem to matter that the drink invented there was called the Martinez Special, or that it included bitters, as well as a different kind of gin and a totally different kind of vermouth. There it sits, certified in stone: “Birthplace of the Martini.”

Eventually I called the so-called inventor of the tequila sunrise. Bobby Lazoff, 63, splits his time between computer IT work and teaching tutorials while living in Hawaii. But back in 1969 he was a fresh-faced 20-year-old looking for work in Sausalito. “I did about two or three days as a dishwasher,” he said. “Then I was a busboy and when I got old enough I became a bartender.” He claimed to have taken the bartending very seriously. “The Trident was a rock ‘n’ roll haven and tequila was the ‘in’ drink,” he said. So he and another bartender, Billy Rice, started experimenting. “Anything made with gin or vodka we started making with tequila,” he said. “A couple of them didn’t turn out too well.” One drink that did turn out well was a resurrected tequila sunrise. “We built it in a chimney glass; a shot of tequila with one hand, a shot of sweet and sour with the other hand, the soda gun, then orange juice, float crème de cassis on top, grenadine if you wanted, and that was it, the tequila sunrise.” Eventually, the bartenders simplified the recipe to just tequila, orange juice and grenadine.

“We had a Rolling Stones party (the kickoff of the media frenzy that was their 1972 tour) one Monday night when we were usually closed,” Lazoff said. “The owner called me in and put me behind the bar. We had a select menu, a couple of the prettier waitresses and that was the party. Bill Graham brought in about 35 people, and you know the place holds several hundred. Mick came up to the bar and asked for a margarita, I asked him if he had ever tried a tequila sunrise, he said no, I built him one and they started sucking them up. After that they took them all across the country.”

OK, I thought, all I had to do was get the Rolling Stones to verify that and we could reasonably assume that Lazoff might be indeed be responsible for the most recognizable incarnation of the tequila sunrise.

Rather unlikely. As a result, the story sat until I picked up Keith Richards’ book “Life,” published this past October. Chapter nine, sentence No. 1: “The ’72 tour was known by other names — the cocaine and tequila sunrise tour … ” I could not believe my eyes.


I realized that I should probably be a little more trusting, and that the Trident might want to look into historical markers.

Jeff Burkhart is an author, regular contributor to National Geographic Assignment and an award-winning bartender at a Marin restaurant. Contact him at jeffb@thebarflyonline.com.  The National Geographic Article by Jeff, Not Just Another Tequila Sunrise, can be found elsewhere on this site. Similar, but completely different. Or, as they say, “The Same Difference?”

A Rookie Cop vs. The West Coast Mafia

For all the people that remember and wondered how the Trident was robbed in the early 70s Tanya Chalupa and William G. Palmini, Jr. have written the definitive book on the subject.  All the urban legends that surfaced around this event (that it was an inside job, and all kinds of other theories) can be put to rest.

The backdrop for this story is the Trident Restaurant, Sausalito, and the Bay Area in the 1970’s.  The book details how a rookie Sausalito detective, Bill Palmini, Jr. discovered the link to the West Coast Mafia as a result of his investigations into the Trident robbery.


Breaking up the “Best in the West” Gang is a true story.  In this gripping crime expose’, Bill Palmini – a rookie detective, hopes to take down the West Coast Mafia by gaining the confidence of notorious mob operative William Flody Ettelman.   Set against a backdrop of social turmoil this book immerses readers in the sub culture of free love, drugs, robbery, and murder, orchestrated by organized crime in locations like the coastal enclave of Sausalito, California. Artist, writers, musicians, and hippies took refuge there.  The Trident restaurant was once a drug mecca for Hollywood, the music industry, and the New York hip.  At the time it was owned by the Kingston Trio, and their manager Frank Werber, a self proclaimed drug preist.  Robin Williams worked there as a bus boy  (74,75,&76).  The Rolling Stones were regulars, and Janis Joplin had her own table when she dropped by which was frequently.  Sally Stamford, the former San Francisco Madame who later became Sausalito’s mayor, was a confident of the famous and infamous.  Her relationship to all of this should fascinate those familiar with Sausalito’s wild and untamed waterfront “back in the day!”  This book can be found on Amazon.


The Kingston Trio Interview

Trident : How did it all begin?

Bob Shane: We bought the place in 1960. When we took over it was called the Yacht Dock. It was a jazz club. It was a very straight, conventional kind of place. It had a nice big dock so people could tie up and come in. I think we kept the name until around 1966 when we started changing it—painting the ceiling, putting in all the curved railings and woodwork—going for the hippie style. That was done by Frank with the architect, Roger Summers.

Frank closed the place, but we (the Trio) were on the road for most of that time so we didn’t see it taking shape.

When did you guys start playing and how did Frank become your manager?

We started the Trio in ’57, and we were playing at a place called The Cracked Pot in Redwood City. It was like a little beer garden—had a little stage, and Frank Werber came in and liked us. He drew up a contract for us right there on a paper napkin. So we started rehearsing with him, and played a couple of places around the Bay Area, and then he got us booked into the Purple Onion. It was a two week gig, and we ended up staying for sixteen weeks.

So how did you end up owning the Trident?

Well, when we started really making money in the ’60’s we decided we were going to have to have some things to invest in, so we bought the Columbus Towers in San Francisco, and then we bought some property in Mill Valley and San Rafael, and we leased the option for the Trident. Then in ’76 I did a stock trade out—I traded my share of the property we owned including the Trident for the rights to the Kingston Trio name. From that point on everything got great for me but I’m not so sure it did for everybody else.

Tom Dooley was your biggest hit, but Scotch and Soda is perhaps the Trio’s best and the best known. Tell us where that came from. The music has Dave Guard’s name on it but I heard he didn’t write write it. What’s the story?

It was written back in the thirties by an anonomyous musician in Phoenix, and was given to the Seaver family. Tom Seaver, you know, the baseball pitcher, was about nine when Dave (Guard) was dating his older sister at Stanford. We were driving down to LA, and we had dinner with their parents, and afterwards they said, “We’ve got this great song for you guys.” and they gave us the music. And then later, when we weren’t paying attention he put his name on it. It caused a lot of bad feelings later on. But he actually did it in order to give the money to the Seaver family, and they used it to put Tom through college. Of course, he did pretty well for himself later on. And there’s a pretty funny story about Dave. We were on the road and he picked up this chick, and checked into a hotel as Mr and Mrs using his credit card, forgetting that his wife paid the bills. That marriage didn’t last.


The Kingston Trio Web Site 



The Rowan Brother’s Trident Interview

Back in the day….

The Trident Alumni doing what the do best, just having fun!

The Trident Alumni doing what the do best, just having fun!

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