Photograph by Larry Harnisch Los Angeles Times
Here’s something fun to do on a Saturday morning: Meet friends for
breakfast at a restaurant where a drunk movie actress plowed her new
convertible through the front window in 1957.
When I read the story I assumed Russell was in the parking lot and
simply hit the gas pedal instead of the brakes. But no. After looking
at the height of the curb and width of the sidewalk, I decided she must
have been flying. And as there’s no side street directly across Beverly
Boulevard from where she struck the restaurant, I can’t imagine how she
managed to hit it so squarely perpendicular. But she did.
Here’s the counter, 1957:
And the counter today:
Photograph by Larry Harnisch Los Angeles Times
Since you asked, Jan’s is a pretty nice breakfast place. It was a bit
of a brain-teaser that early in the morning to ponder why a half-order
of French toast costs more than the jumbo French toast, but the three
of us put our heads together and figured it out. Definitely worth
another visit.
The hash browns were great, but the company was better!
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