There is a certain happiness sighted when your bus comes along. It is of course a small specialized form of happiness and will never be a great thing.

-Richard Brautigan, The Old Bus

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Back in the front of the bus (Continued)

And then today, I looked up as the bus approached El Camino and realized that the restaurant where the couple exited the bus last night was not Sam's Hof Brau, famous in Los Angeles as an Adult Caberet, but Sacramento County's Plaza Hof Brau. When did that change? Before Tower folded and emptied most of the shopping center on the northeast corner of Watt and El Camino?

I guess I was the one confused. I have never patronized that Hof Brau, Sam's or Plaza, and can't recall the last time I had German food, although I did have a pretzel in the Munich, Germany, airport while waiting for a plane to Milan, Italy. It was late at night and I was trying to chaperon a soccer team of 10- and 11-year-old boys all dressed in matching warm-ups. The other airport customers were mostly tolerant.


Maya said...

Is prime rib German? That's what I ate the time I went to that HofBrau, whatever it's called these days.

Tasty and cheap!

John said...

OK. Prime rib I've done. When my mother wanted to celebrate something she would throw me and my brother into the car and head down to La Cienega Boulevard in Beverly Hills to Lawry's Prime Rib restaurant. Those meals were not German nor cheap. I guess I'll have to give the Hof Brau a look inside.