Excerpt From Echo Park (Photo by Wendy Werris)
Bosch concentrated on eating for a few moments. He then chased a mouthful of pot roast with some wine and wiped his mouth with a napkin.
"Man, this stuff is great. Where'd you get it?"
She smiled. "Just another restaurant."
"No, this is the best pot roast I think I've ever had."
"It's a place called Jar. They say it stands for Just Another Restaurant."
"Oh, I get it."
"It's off of Beverly near my place. They've got a long bar where you can eat. After moving out here I ended up eating there a lot. Alone. Suzanne and Preech always take care of me. They let me take food to go and it's not that kind of place."
"They're the cooks?"
"Chefs. Suzanne's also the owner. I love sitting there at the bar and watching the people come in, watching their eyes scanning the place to see who's who. A lot of celebrities go there. You also get the foodies and you get the regular people. They're the most interesting."
"Somebody once said that if you circle around a murder long enough you get to know a city. Maybe it's the same with sitting at the counter in a restaurant."