“My first visit to Joe’s was in 1978. I was introduced to my first pickled egg. At the time I thought it was the most disgusting thing I have ever eaten. Twenty two years later and 300 miles away I miss them almost everyday. In my group of friends we even have a tradition when our sons became/become 21. We bring them to Joe’s for a schooner, special, and a pickled egg. The only thing I miss about the LA Area is sitting on a Sunday afternoon sitting at the bar, watching the Raider game, with a schooner half eaten special, fresh roasted peanuts and the greatest pickled eggs I have ever had. Thanks for the memories. Hope to be there soon.”