
Whenever we go to the Huntington Beach pier and eat at Ruby’s, I always remember the restaurant that used to be there.
Yup, I’m talking about The End Cafe.
Instead of the corporate slickness embodied by Ruby’s, The End Cafe was good old-fashioned eats at a family-owned business. I was particularly fond of their grilled cheese sandwich, a perfect symphony of just the right amount of gooey cheese and thick egg bread.
My friends and I ate there not long before its second incarnation was destroyed by storms in 1988. The first building was destroyed, again by storms and the accompanying large waves, in 1983. We were on the second story, and the view was lovely, as always. If only I had known that was going to be the last time I would eat there. I surely would have at least taken a picture.
And while I’m glad a similar destruction hasn’t visited Ruby’s, I kind of wish they had fixed the stuctural problems the first time so that Ruby’s wouldn’t even be there. Sorry, Ruby’s.
Sure, Alice Gustafson owns Alice’s Breakfast in the Park at Huntington’s Central. I’ve not eaten there, but I’ve heard they serve a mean French Toast.
But, it isn’t quite the same. I miss you, End Cafe.