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."