I’ve known about the world famous “Ed’s House of Eggs” for at least 8 years now. By “known” I mean “invented”. It really just started when my lunch friends couldn’t decide where to go, and I piped up with “Ed’s House of Eggs”. My answer is always loud groans. Nobody really ever finds an egg specialties restaurant very appealing, in case you were wondering.
I like the idea of strange, regional restaurants (with cute food mascots). Many cities have them. In my hometown of Spokane, Washington we have “Dick’s Hamburgers” and “Zips”. These are great because they both have some sort of retro mascots. (Okay, Dick’s has the Panda and Chicken, and Zips has the hot-rod rabbit.)
As a kid, I got to spend my summers in Memphis Tennessee with my grandparents. When I’d show up, they’d take a little vacation, and wheel me across the South and East to Civil War sites. (I liked the cannons.)
On these journeys I discovered the Bob’s Big Boy restaurants; I was finally imprinted with a restaurant chain with a fantastic, professional mascot. From there on, I’ve been really interested in giant, fiberglass characters hawking deep-fried foods.
There’s something so oddly American (and maybe even Japanese) about this kind of concept. I don’t know if it just makes the food taste better, or the paper place mat games more fun.
I’d eat at Ed’s House of Eggs at least once.
- Daniel
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Ohmygoodness, but I do miss Zips and Dicks! I absolutely love this strip…it’s lovely to see Beastio “save the day”! And I, too, would eat at Ed’s at least once!
There was a Big Boy in Mitchell, SD, where my grandparents lived. Being from WA state, we did annual summer visits. As a kid, one of the odd memories is pushing the button at the base of the Big Boy statue (no idea what he said anymore).
Speaking of Mitchell, SD, I have a old funky knitted hat that I pulled out of the frozen mud at Chad’s house. It’s really ugly (mustard and navy) and is my favorite hat.
It has “Mitchell” embroidered over the top.
Unfortunately, I can’t wear it very often here in Phoenix. But, someday…
I tend to really like humor that’s about misunderstanding. It’s old, but everytime I see an old guy misunderstanding something someone’s saying, it makes me laugh!
I liked this one!