It reminds me of this airport restaurant. Quite smoky, Plexiglas windows that were tinted and scratched, keeping hot summer air outside, keeping the inside chilled. In the seventies air conditioning felt different. It felt diseased. The carpet was soft but stank like smoke. The food was good, but then all the food was good when I was that age. I was waiting with my mother and father to go somewhere. I stated above it was an airport restaurant but it may not have been. I think that it was elevated. I think we were there to see Europeans.
Herb Alpert's amazing song 'Rise' may have been playing.