Welcome to our Testimonials page. Here’s where you can read up on our customers’ funny stories, personal experiences and feelings on why Joe Jost’s holds a special place in their hearts. Remember, we’re always looking for new submissions. Feel free to share your own testimonial by clicking here.
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Hot dog sliced in half with mustard on freshly baked rye and some pickeled eggs? Sign me up. Mariah C. |
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The kind of place with frosty glasses, wholesome beer, and a small yet tasty menu. You've read about the eggs, the incomprehensibly delicious split-pickle/hot-dog/mustard on rye, but did you know there are secret menu choices you can order? Perfectly coincides with its speak-easy past. Psst! Ever wonder why the storefront boasts sandwhiches and root beer only? That dates all the way back to prohibition days. In fact, little has changed. This bar is so long on history and atmosphere, with its deep dark wood and cozy booths, it has been featured in a Hollywood film. They tried to play it off as an East Coast joint, which ought to tell you something. But how could they pull that off when Joe Jost's is an institution, its classic tees spotted all over the world? (Probably 'cuz they figured no one would see the film; it flopped!) Well, even if I don't always enjoy the movie, I love seeing local Long Beach joints showing up on the silver screen. Gives me one more reason to cheer for our landmarks. Parnell S. |
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Pabst on tap. Amanda P. |
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Love this place! Great beers and peanuts! Ric F. |
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I haven't been to Jost's in many years; something made me look it up to see if it was still there. (Maybe it's just that there is nothing like it here in the Bay Area and I'm dyin' for a schooner, a special and a coupla eggs. I used to be a semi-regular from just out of high school until I left LB, back when they served Eastside instead of PBR. I still remember what it looked like before they painted over the 50 years' worth of tobacco stains on the ceiling back in 1980 or so. Probably the best non-hard-booze bar I've ever been to. Hope they last another 80 years. R.D.M |
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Love this place. Great ice cold beer, so cold that it gives you a brain freeze if you drink it too fast. Pickled eggs and pretzels? Yep. Never thought I'd crave such a thing, but after having them here, now I do. When it gets crowded here on Saturdays, it is quite the party. Lots of regulars and friendly people. I heard about this place after meeting a guy at the blackjack table at the Riverside Casino. He was wearing a Tee shirt from here. I promised him I'd stop by to check it out. I did. Thank you kind stranger. I love it. Michella P. |
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Five Stars, of course a) you are really hard to convince. Every other review of this place is 4+ stars of raves. b) you are looking for something different. Lucky, you are now going to get what none of the others will tell you. You have heard about the pickled eggs; as you belly up to the draft station of a bar ask for two of them. But stop the bartender before he moves and ask him to put one in each schooner and have him fill it up w/ ice cold PBR. The schooner will frost over hiding the treasure within. As you deliver this to your friend or co-worker, mention nothing. You might be able to taste something, but that's only your mind f**king with you. I think that this is good, but only once and then you can say that you are in the very most elite of Joe's. Billy D. |
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I love this bar! I don't know the next time I will be at this bar, but I love this bar! I can't just roll in there with all my girls, but its a great place to hang out with a mix of girls & guys - shoot some pool and have a beer. Or two. OK three. Had gone here w/ a local LBC'er and just love the nostalgia and straight-up honesty of having your PBR in a cold goblet of a glass. I also had a bite of the polish, and for a girl that does NOT like hot dogs... it hit the spot! Well especially after 4 of those darn goblets. Its just so easy to drink when your beer is a perfect temperature - ICE COLD. And I stepped up and also had Sierra Nevada on tap... it was worth it. I got a tip from one of the old timers at the bar... he said to always try to park in the lot beside the bar. Apparently not the safest area to just park on the street. I'll take that guy's advice! I'll be back.... for the beer and a sweatshirt. Its getting chilly at night now! Lisa V. |
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You have, or will have seen these shirts around town. Jack O. |
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Lemme get this straight.They split a hotdog in half,than put a pickle slice in the middle and throw it on a peice of rye bread with swiss and mustard. They sell schooners of beer that are so cold it makes an iceburg in the middle of the glass. Lance G. |
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You can't call yourself a true Long Beach Resident without having a schooner of the coldest beer in town. My mom (a native Long Beacher herself) told me when I turn 21 this has to be one of the first bars I go to and have a schooner of PBR. So listen to my Mom, just don't do the eggs....for reals people. Leslie S. |
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Been going since I was a kid, now my kid loves it too. Pickled eggs are the best and they gain converts all of the time. Best beer prices around. Cass F. |
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This is definitely a destination bar. It's located in an industrial part of Long Beach so it's proably a bit out of the way for most people but it's worth it to check it out. Jeremy Y. |
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Joe Jost's is everything you have heard it will be. To go to a pub, the oldest in long beach i believe, and get exactly what you've always heard about is a rarity. Jessica S. |
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No stainless steel here. No micro brews. No BS. When you are in the mood for an old school saloon, come here. Mike K. |
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I have been asking around about this place for a long time. I think knowing exactly what I was getting into, helped a lot. Andrya H. |
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nuttin' better than an ice cold PBR in a schooner on a hot summer's day!! one of long beach's greatest old bars.... Richard G. |
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This place is amazing in the sense that, this bar is in the middle of a tough and colorful area of Long Beach and when you walk in you're brought to this historical landmark where little has changed in a century. White collar families, business men, grand parents to local joes all hanging out drinking Pabst beer and eating pickled eggs. Cheryl R. |
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The Gem of Long Beach ... well ... mine, anyway! Dave R. |
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Prior to this review, I've discussed the idealities of locality and its connection to satisfaction. The character of any buisness can make the most seedy of bars seem almost ethereal in nature. Again, I express the same feeling for joe jost's. Keith S. |
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Some of the other reviews on this place hit it on the head... "It's so ugly it's cute" If you get tired of the swank and the sweetness of all of the modern bars, this place is SOUR in a good way! It's at least an "I've been there" place so you can tell people you meet. I've been back more than once... sometimes those pickled eggs just call me... then I remeber how much damn gas they give you, the price you pay for happiness I guess. Randy S. |
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Great little neighborhood bar. Oldest bar in the LBC. Hadnt been here in quite sometime, but recently came back and little has changed (cept no more Harp on tap ;o( ) Friendly local bar with cool peeps in every age range, and a friendly staff. Dave C. |
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I'm a Long Beach native and I surprisingly just made my first trip to Joe Jost's. I'm a bit of a PBR hater, but it is SOOOO good on tap! There are other beers that I would have rather ordered but I figured my first trip required schooners of PBR to properly pay my respects to this local bar. Honestly, if I go back I'll probably stick with pbr. It's amazing what a difference there is in taste when it's on tap. I wasn't hungry at all so I didn't order the hot dog sandwich or pickled eggs to get the entire Joe Josts experience. The bar was pretty packed for 1pm on a weekday. That's actually the reason it's getting 4 stars instead of 5. When I walked in 15 old men turned and stared at me like they had never seen a female before. It made me a little uncomfortable. I guess it was sorta my fault, I was wearing a cleavage revealing dress cuz I didn't know that's where I was headed when I left the house. Girls-cover up your boobs if you don't want dirty old guys perving on you! Another thing that was kind of strange, a couple of ladies came in with their young children. Who takes kids to bars and isn't that illegal? It's not like it's a restaurant but I guess the hot dog sandwich they serves is what makes it legal. I have to say-it was a wonderful and mellow location with great atmosphere to catch up with an old friend over a few beers, pervy old guys and all. My friend bought the shirt. Melissa A. |
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Ah, Joe's... Michelle S. |
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I always make a semi-annual trip to have the special and knock back a couple. Although they publish their recipe for pickled eggs, when we make 'em at home, they're not quite right. I'm certain they're leaving out some secret ingredient. Chris J. |
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This place is fantastic. Since I first went there a good 10 years ago, I can't remember a time when there wasn't a jar of pickled eggs from Joe Jost's in my fridge. They are amazing and I've yet to try any that come close to tasting the same. Also check out the Joe Jost's special, which is really just a polish sandwich. Great place to hang out on a weekend, or slip in just to pick up a jar of pickled eggs. Rich B. |
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I love this bar! This is a great kick-your-feet-up kind of place. They make a mean polish sandwich and serve their beer in schooner glasses. They also have Pabst Blue Ribbon on tap, which is kind of rare. Their pickled eggs are famous, they sell out during the holiday seasons. If you're looking for a place to play some pool, or sit back in a chill, low key bar, then this is your place. They only take cash though, but they do have an ATM. Extra trivia: the walls are filled with JJ fans sporting Joe Jost's T-Shirts at famous locations all over the world. Cynthia H. |
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This is the best bar in long beach. Tons of history, laid back, working class crowd. Yeah, it can be hard to get a drink, esp. on a friday afternoon, but who cares! The specials are awesome and the pickled eggs even better. Just hope you're sleeping alone after eating those eggs! Emily O. |
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A must visit place for anyone who likes ice cold beer, good sandwiches, good people, and a saloon with history. Whether it's the photos on the wall (from all over the world), the pool tables in the back, the pickled eggs, Joe Jost specials (sandwich), or the fresh roasted peanuts, you feel like you have walked into an episode of The Twilight Zone set in the 40's. Lots of other places have come and gone, but Joe Jost's is one of those constants you can count on. Even though I have been stopping by for 30 years, it never gets old. Maybe that is why it is shut down once in a while when Hollywood wants to use Joe's for a location shot. Rick H. |
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I lived in Downey 1969 to 1975 and worked in Long Beach – my brother and I stopped in all the time for a schooner and pickled eggs – just looked on the internet and I’m not surprised that you’re still in business – I’ve talked of your tavern many times over the years – hopefully will be able to stop by in the near future to relive old and favored memories. Rick Eldred
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hi guys, im from brisbane australia i went to joe jost in the begin of oct 06 ... i could'nt of ask for better service the food was great . i especially loved the sausage on rye .. i brought a shirt from you guys and when went to las vegas i had people shouting me drinks just for wearing your shirt ..it was a great pub and i will be back in jan 07 and joe josts will be the first place i visit ... thanx guys great pub !!!!! andy
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Dear Joe Jost's Family, A couple of days ago you got an email from Tony Vernogis stating that he's wearing your t-shirt in Michigan and really enjoyed his visit to your place while visiting his family (that would be me, his daughter out here in Orange, CA). Please know that he is extra special in that he is the recipient/survivor of a bone marrow transplant due to leukemia. Every day with him (and my mom, who has is the reason he has come though this trail so well) in our lives is a blessing...he has never once complained, even through the roughest of times. He cherishes each and every moment and has a heart of gold, unselfishly giving to those he considers less fortunate. Just thought you should know that your shirts grace the backs of two vey wonderful and special people. Thanks and God bless, Julie Foley
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My wife and I were guests of our daughter and her family the last time we visited them in Orange, Ca. This was our first, but not last, time to Joe Jost's. We left with souvenir t-shirts and happy memories. Today is Memorial day 2006, and I'm happy to say I wore your t-shirt on our drive home from visiting other family members in Manistee, Michigan. Looking forward to Joe Jost's next time we're in Ca!
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My first experience at the Jost's was in 1953. It was a place for my dad to go with his buddies shoot pool & of course smoke cigars. If I remember right you could buy cigars here too. I was only 5 at the time but enjoyed going there back then. Through the ages going back with my Dad to share a beer was an event worth looking forward too. After all these years I still come back and always bring a friend to share the experience. Everyone I bring there tells someone else, it is the best shared secret in the world. You can tell by the pictures all over the world that this is the place. Always a friendly crowd, and always the coldest beer anywhere. I will be back there this Sunday. Neild Spinney |
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Joe Jost's Testimonial To all the father and sons, who have tipped a schooner at Joe Jost’s...I was introduced to Joe Jost's in 1970, by a crew of sailing buddies, soon after arriving in California from Michigan, and rapidly became a regular. My folks retired soon afterwards and headed from Michigan to Florida. Each time they came to Southern California to visit us, my Dad and I would religiously go to Joe Jost's! Back in Florida, Dad proudly wore his Joe Jost's t-shirt, as a conversation starter, so he could tell his golf buddies about Joe Jost's and the many times he shared a schooner there with his son, Tom. The last time Dad was out, he was in his mid-80's, not in all that good a health, and having to use a walker to get about. I figured a visit to our old haunt, Joe Jost's, might be more than he could handle at that point, and just never raised the prospect. I learned afterwards, from my Mother that upon their return to Florida Dad commented on what a great time he had, but added that we hadn't gone to his beloved Joe Jost’s to tip a schooner. When I eventually heard about it, my heart sank. I had disappointed my Dad. I promised myself that no matter what shape he was in next visit, we would hit Joe Jost’s and share another schooner! I regret to note here that there was no next visit. Dad passed without another chance to go West to visit his family, son and Joe Jost’s. What I have today, though, are many incredibly happy memories of my Dad at Joe Jost’s. To this day, I can’t help but shed a happy tear when I put down a schooner, because I know that Dad is here with me...‘cause Joe Jost’s is a "bit of heaven" that Father and son shared. Tom Separa Joe Separa,
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My cuz, Gene Schugg, insisted that I visit Joe’s last January. We did & I was impressed, especially with the Shiner on tap though I will say that the temp gauge & peanuts would have sold me even without this. I jus want you to know that we’re still sucking down Shiner in Texas and it goes well with Univ. of Texas victories. I think we’ll be back out there for the Rose Bowl again this year. So, I hope to visit Joe’s again. Take care and keep up the good work (and beer)!!! Mike “Hook ‘em” Hayes Kerrville, Texas Mike Hayes |
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In the summer of '69 a colleague and I were working in the Long Beach area when I was introduced to "Joe Jost's". A small, unpretentious eatery with a line of patrons running out to the sidewalk. It didn't matter what your stature in life was, a worker with a tool belt or a suite carrying a brief case, all were welcome. The sandwich, the beer, the pickled egg and the speedy service were all excellent. I have never forgotten Joe's and have told countless others of this experience so that they too could enjoy the same memories I have. Joe Jost's is and always will be a national icon even surpassing that other place associated with Coney Island. A. Zanardi Willits, CA A. Zanardi |
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I have loved Joe’s since the day I first set foot in the friendly confines in the mid 1980’s. The ice cold schooners, the sandwiches, the pretzels, and hot peppers that would remove the epidermis from your lips. Tasty pickled eggs too, although an egg did lodge in my lower intestine one time and gave me a case of gas that wouldn’t quit. Yet, it was good Joe’s gas! In addition, I’ve always admired the chocolate colored deer head on the wall – tactfully decorated for Christmas with a threadbare string of lights casually tossed onto his antlers. You just can’t get more festive than that! Perhaps my proudest day was when my photo (along with my old friend and Long Beach native Eddie Shirron) earned a spot on the Wall of Fame. That’s us at Lambeau Field in Green Bay. Joe Josts forever! Greg Durham |
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Joe Jost's It’s a quaint little neighborhood bar. We go there to enjoy the sausage sandwiches, pickled eggs, pretzels and to shoot pool. Joe Jost’s opened in 1924 on Anaheim in Long Beach and has many loyal customers. You can’t beat it. We’re never disappointed with the food, service or ambience. It’s not pretentious like so many sports bars these days. It’s just a hole in the wall. Nobody bothers anybody. You go there to get away from the world and enjoy the company of friends. You can shoot pool and play shuffleboard in the back. They have three televisions, a counter, and a few booths. Nothing fancy. It’s a throwback to another era, pre-World War II. I’ve been going there for more than 30 years and it hasn’t changed one bit. I like that. Things change so fast and so often these days. Joe Jost’s is an island unto itself. The “Specials” are to die for. Sausage on rye with Swiss cheese and a pickle in the middle. Add a little mustard and you’re in business. Beer on tap. Peanuts too. A place to cherish. The guys behind the bar work their butts off but seem to enjoy what they do. It has a family feel to it. Good energy. It’s not easy to find though. You can drive right by it and mistake it for a hardware store or something. When we go there we can feel a sense of history. The roaring 20’s was in its heyday when that establishment opened for business. If those walls could speak. The stories they could tell. We went there today and hung out for a few hours. Great way to spend an afternoon. Can’t wait to go back. Joe Jost’s is my kind of place. Down to earth. Blue collar. An oasis in this desert we call life. You haven’t been to Long Beach until you’ve been to Joe Jost’s. It gets under your skin and into your heart. Go check it out. You’ll be surprised. Doesn’t look like much. It’s heaven. Tony Rodriguez |
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May Joe Jost's live forever! As an old Douglas Aircraft employee I had heard about this place where they wrap up a hot dog in paper and throw it at you and it's the best hot dog you ever had, not to mention the coldest beer in town. Finally got to go to Joe's in 1984. I found a place where, although everybody may not know your name, you're as at home as you'll ever be anywhere. I have business associates from St. Louis and Washington, D.C., who bought the hot dogs, the rye bread, the cheese and the proper mustard in an attempt to recreate the Special at home. Never worked. It just isn't the same as being there. To this day, I bring all my best friends to Joe's and they all feel the same way: There is no experience quite like sitting at Joe's with a Special and a schooner of Pabst (or Guinness) among kindred spirits, young and old, who just enjoy being there with each other. Happy 80th Anniversary! May Joe Jost's live forever! Parker Bailey |
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Joe Jost's will make you feel better! I played football at Rutgers for three seasons...the last game I played was against Cal in '99. By the way, Rutgers is in New Jersey (everybody asks 'cause no one knows). Anyway, I tore my ACL while blocking their fullback on a fourth and 1 possesion in the 3rd quarter. As I was being helped off the field, one of the Cal Offensive Lineman walked by me and shot, "Go to Joe Josts and you'll feel better!", I said, "What?!", and he repeated the same thing again, "Go to Joe Josts (Baby) and you'll feel better!". During my rehab, I became fixated on what that lineman blurted...it became my "if you build it they will come" moment, and like Kevin Costner didn't know what to build (at first), I didn't know what Joe Josts was, which ate at me b/c I love to feel better, who doesn't? Well, after doing some detective work on the internet, my sidecar found Joe Josts...and last January me and a few buddies made our way to Long Beach. We threw back quite a few Schooner's...they're definitely what cold SHOULD taste like. But I have to give love to the special...it's a natural w/the Schooner...the two should be married and have kids...unless they did and named them Pickled Eggs. Anyway, the next day after Joe Josts I felt like crap...but, that Cal lineman was right...Joe Josts still made me feel better, and my liver made another friend for life. While this ex-football player doesn't out to the left coast much, I have promised my liver and stomach that it will always feel better whenever my butt gets to Cali. Joe Josts is a classic tavern...it's like stepping back in time, and it will definitely make you feel better. YES, we lost to 21-7...and NO, Cal didn't get that first down. Thomas Harris |
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I was born and raised in Long Beach and just after I graduated from Millikan High School in 1961, my friends and I would regularly come to Joe Jost's for a 15 cent hot dog and several games of pool. I have very fond memories of that place. I now live in Madison, Wisconsin (I notice several testimonials from Wisconsin). I am so happy the place is still there, still prospering. Nearly everything in Long Beach is different from how it was when I was a kid, but Joe's is still there, a link with my youth that I truly appreciate. jwoods@cwlpub.com John Woods |
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Dear Joe Jost's: You don't know me, but I'd like to thank you for offering a place to just sit down and have a beer. Where playing your next pool game was all there was to worry about. A place where you can enjoy the latest jokes with good friends, yet have the solitude that you need. A place to hide from the troubles of the world and responsibilities of home, until someone calls and says dinner is ready. A place where you can show your daughter the rules of the pool table and the taste of her first pickled egg. A place where you can brag and show off your trophy- for triumphing snooker with a broken arm. A place that provided the "best" sweatshirts and hats. A place that was all that one man needed.... Thank you. Daughter of Richard Calhoun 1/15/45-1/20/01 Amy Calhoun |
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First stopped in '68, a Marine just back from the Nam. Grew up in Long Beach and knew all about the place from older buddies who hung out there a lot. Had a beer, a pickled egg, and a sandwich. Went up to UCLA for a few years, then came back to Long Beach, lived in the Shore, and dated many fine women, only one of whom understood what Joe Jost's was really about. That was 1975. She's still my wife. Hope to stop by the next time I'm in town. John Tsitrian |
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I have been going to Joe's ever since I was 2 years old. Even though I am only twelve, the times that I have been there have been one of the top moments of my life, ordering a couple specials, a 7-up, and a few pickled eggs (witch are the best on the planet), and playing at least 2 hours of pool. I recently got one of those Joe Jost sketches and made a Joe Jost basket with a shirt, pickled eggs, pretzels, and peanuts for his fiftieth birthday. He was overwhelmingly happy. We go there at least 2 times a month and swing by before we go to a Dodger game. I am, without doubt, going to take my kids there, even if we live in Timbuktu! Thanks for so many great memories with my dad. SillyBily5@aol.com P.S. Great web-site! Andrew Mrvos |
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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. Perry Richardson |
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Dear Joe, My grandfather, an FBI agent was relocated to Long Beach in the mid 1940's. Joe Jost's quickly became his favorite place. My mother tells stories of my grandfather bringing her there as a young girl and says that at the time she couldn't believe that her father would bring her to such a "rough place." I have been going to Joe Jost's since before I can remember, but I can remember taking gulps out of my grandfather's schooner of Eastside when my age could be counted on the fingers of one hand. I grew up going there on Saturdays after water skiing with my grandfather, uncle, and brother at Golden Shores and the Stadium. As a youngster I used to order hot dogs instead of Specials as my grandfather's face would strain with disapproval. I remember staring at the big patches of peeling paint on the ceiling and wondering what kind of anti-gravity time warp held them up there and kept them from falling. I'm in my late 30's now, and my grandfather passed away years ago. Joe Jost's is where I go when I miss him. I feel him there. (I figure that if he went to heaven, that's where he'd be.) When I'm having a bad day I go there to cheer up. It doesn't matter who I sit next to at the bar, it's always a real Long Beacher that I feel an affinity with. Whenever my firm gets a new manager from out of town, I take them to Joe Jost's to show them the pearl of Long Beach. They usually want to get to know all of us in the office by taking us out to lunch, one on one, at our favorite restaurants. My coworkers generally pick the fancy expensive restaurants on Pine Avenue to impress the new manager with their good taste. They are always shocked at the modest bill from lunch with me at Joe's which amounts to less than their tip on their other lunches! And I think they are honored to be amongst the real unpretentious people of Long Beach. The icing on the cake of the whole experience is when I show my guests how to make a cow out of an egg, pretzels and a pepper. And with the appropriate placement of one more pretzel I turn the cow into a bull. Thanks for the great times and fond memories. I've taken my son to Joe's and hope to bring my grandchildren there as well for their first beer. AnotherfaninaJoeJost'sshirt |
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Greetings Long Beach! I just wanted to let you know how much I appreciate being able to get online and visit Joe's. I moved from LB to Philadelphia about a year and a half ago after being born and raised in the LB area. To me Joe Jost's is a sweet reminder of home...having spent many of my fondest memories surrounded by my closest friends over a schooner of pale ale, a special, and a pickled egg. Whenever I come home for a visit, you know I'll be in!! Jennifer Panaia |
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As a fourth generation Gray ,as well as a fourth generation Joe's customer, I'm proud to be a part of Long Beach history. I'll speak for my my great- grandfather George, my grandfather George, my father Harry, my brother Randy, his son Ryan, and myself when I say, Joe Jost`s has been a big part of our family for over four generations. It's nice to know that rich traditions like these still exist in this ever- changing world. Thanks for the specials, the eggs, the pretzels, the schooners, and most of all, the memories! Jim M. Gray |
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Hey, I'm a 3rd generation customer my grandfather took my father here and my father took me here. What an experience. The sandwich and egg god I can still feel the flames. My brothers and I wear our Joe Jost's shirt with Pride. My brother Zach Pricer of the USMC is over seas and he asks us to send him many Joe Josts shirt to share with people around the world. Joe Jost's is a part of our family history and it will be for along time to come. Doug Pricer's baby girl, Courtney E Pricer Courtney E. Pricer |
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I just wanted to say thanks!!! I used to live in California, in Long Beach for about 8 years from 1976 to 1984. Naturally I visited Joe Josts often since I was only a few blocks away.. I visited the bar this past Monday for the first time in 15 years. Had me a special and a schooner. AHHHHHH just like old times. There was a breeze at the bar, maybe from a fan or just having the doors open, but anyway the money I had on the bar blew off twice. I finally put it under the wrapping for the special to keep it from blowing off. When the beer and food were gone I said "keep up the good work" and left. I was in the back parking lot getting in the car when the bartender came running out and said " Hey, I think you guys left this $ 15 on the bar by mistake". He was right. It was the money that I had stuck under the wrapper. I tried to give the tender a $5 reward but he would not accept it. Anyway, it was a good deed and I thought I would write to show my appreciation. Near as I remember, the bartender was about 6'2" light hair and worked the afternoon shift. Thanks again. Rich Carcich |
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Hey Joe! What a great place to hang out on our trip to California, great beer, great specials and a great atmosphere. Thanks a lot and will be back in the summer, get the Guiness ready. Ian and Owen Rawlings |
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Dear Joe's: As a reference librarian and occasional writer about food and drink I am often asked about the most unique watering holes in Southern California. I never hesitate a second about the best tavern in the land which is Joe Jost's. My idea of perfection is digging into a Joe's Special with a icy schooner of Pabst in front of me up at the bar. I go back to the days of Eastside Old Tap and the old gentleman who bussed tables for tips and the beauty and tradition has never faded from your establishment. Thanks. Glen C. |
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Hello, I just finished experiencing your excellent website and want to say that your tavern looks like a really cool place. Unfortunately, I never have been able to experience the place in person but I will put this on the top of my list of attractions the day I do visit California. Joe Josts reminds me of the old, authentic, neighborhood watering holes we are blessed to have in Philly and the Northeast and I love the Pabst on tap. I became aware of your establishment when I met a girl this summer at the Jersey Shore and she was wearing a JoeJosts.com T-shirt. Needless to say, this girl was a really, really cool chick. Keep up the good work, and I hope to see out there soon. Dennis |
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Looking forward to the Long Beach Grand Prix only because I will spend 5 days in Long Beach and your establishment. Will you have any T-shirts made for the event? I have talked about joes to my friends and they could not believe that a place could offer so much. Once we were there last year, they were also convinced. Thanks again and we'll see you in April. Joe Rabbia |
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My Dad had frequented Joe's ever since we arrived in LB in 1947; it was a certainty I would too. As a '59 grad of Wilson High, friends (Craig Reynolds, Dave Ault and some others from the Car Club) and I had long frequented the pool room, from about the age of 16! shocking isn't it. The Old guy who charged us 60 cents an hour to play really knew we were too young, but oh well. The other old timers there in the back were an education to watch, not just playing pool and snooker, but in just how to be. I was a regular till 1970, now visit only every few years when I return to visit my sis, Cathy Hicks (Larry's wife). In December of '97 I bought a schooner glass as a memento, and am using it now, but the beer is never as sweet as I remember the Eastside on tap, a small glass was only a dime then. Over the years my only complaint has been that you periodically repaint the place and dust off the antlers, paint the booths, etc. My very BEST wishes to Ken and the staff, don't change it too much, I plan to be back in a year or so. crtvplns@nwi.net John W. Hartman |
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Ken... Just a note to let you know that I received the over night delivery of the 75th anniversary tee-shirt and hat on Christmas morning. I appreciate you taking the time to send out the order so quickly. I wasn't expecting it that fast. It turned out that you helped me make it to my folks later that day with a gift for my brother, that he appreciated it to no end. I wanted to extend my thanks and sincere appreciation to you once again, although belated. Your attention to detail and customer service is a bright spot in an otherwise fading stream of faceless bars and crappy service. Maybe that's why Joe's has been around so long. You won't need luck to make another 75 years, just continued damn good service. Of course, having the best pickled eggs in the entire universe doesn't hurt either. Have a good new year and maybe I'll drag my butt out of my bark-a-lounger and get down there. Tip one for me... Phil Krause |
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Just a note from an old 60's customer. A friend has a daughter going to CSULB and I sent him in to see you when he came down to visit. He became a convert and bought a shirt which is how I got your address. When I first came in about 1959 : schooners were 25 cents, small beers a dime, specials 30 and eggs a dime. Going to LBSC on the GI bill at 110 a mo. made Joes one of my main dining places. I can still taste that first schooner we would have when we came in after a city league basketball game. Lots of fun, good food, pool games and memories go with the Joe's name. I like to wear your Joe Josts-Long Beach sweatshirt when I go down to Long Beach, Wa. because somebody always wants to know where it is? Thanks for the whole 9 yards!! Bob Ward |
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My father and mother would smile if they could see the old place still there. My parents were customers for many years before my birth in 1949. They would take me in the place when I was a baby and have a "short beer" or two. My entire family has visited Joes throughout the years. I can still remember seeing my dad sitting at the bar with his buddy Mr. Nelson after work. I spent my 21st birthday there and many others. It great to see the place get the notice it deserves. Joe Josts, the place will live on forever! Take care of the place. Mike Bean |
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It's been tradition in the Bush family for years to visit Joes....My uncle found the place in 1952 and took my cousins there when they were 12 years old. For years my dad talked about this place with a smile on his face. I finally got my chance at the Thanksgiving family reunion just last week. I have truly been indoctrinated into the Long Beach clan after my trip to Joes! I had a great time and I really enjoyed all of the photos from around the world with the ever fashionable Joes shirt. Your website is really great too! Lori Bush |
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Howdy, my name is Aaron. I am from Long Beach, but being a sailor, have been shipped to Italy. I have searched for pickled eggs and Polish sausages in Naples, but have come up short. I am left with the remembrance of your pub...God Bless America and Joe Jost's! Thanks for the web page. It was a little taste of home. Aaron |
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I have 2 shirts and always thought the JoeJosts.com was a joke, obviously it isn't. My wife and I bought a house in Belmont Heights 2 years ago in July. Shortly after moving in we found out about Joe Jost's after reading an article in the LA Times. Probably 100 schooners and 50 Joe Specials later, I just had to drop you a line and say thanks! What started two years ago as a couple beers for lunch was the discovery of my favorite gathering place. And possibly the best place to start a Sunday Funday. Thanks. Greg and Lisa Swedenborg |
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Have missed Joe's since I joined the Navy in 1972. Currently off active duty and work for the Army as a civilian. Believe me, nothing here in the Dallas area compares to Joe Jost's when it comes to a cold schooner of beer, peanuts or an egg. How 'bout them Cowboys!? Ha Ha - go 49'ers. Jay Patterson |
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Just found your web page, and it's very good, brought back many memories. I moved up here five years ago and I'm still having "Joe Josts" withdrawals. I make sure to wear my various shirts on holiday occasions, just had on my "ain't afraid of no pickled eggs" shirt, will follow that with my "Rudolph, Joe O'Josts, and Fourth of July special". Thanks for the memories, and here is a picture, my best side, in Alaska, near Anchorage at the "Portage Glacier", In my Joe's shirt of course. Duane Rose |
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My association with Joe Jost's goes back to the early 40's. My dad owned and operated a automobile repair business at the corner of Anaheim and Redondo called appropriately, the Anaheim & Redondo Garage. Sharing that property was a Kingsbury gas station. Dad knew everyone in the area and they all relied on him to keep their old "buggies" running during the war years. On Saturdays and during the summer months I was always a fixture at the garage. Dad would frequently buy auto parts at the Old Western Auto Store on the corner next to Joe Jost's which would always mean lunch at Joe's. I was between 7 and 13 years old at the time (1940-1946) and can remember the counter full of "regulars" the barber shop, the pool tables (or was it snooker) the "specials", pickled eggs and those "gross" pigs feet. Dad of course would have his beer. (or beers) One memorable day dad took me next door (after a few schooners) to the Western Auto and bought me a brand new shiny blue Western Flyer bicycle. What a bicycle....what a dad....what days...... Charles Dildine |
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First let me say that I have been raised with the knowledge and from pictures and stories about this bar. My father used to bartend there in 1971-1973 while he went to Long Beach State and ever since I have been little I have been raised on the stories of "Joes" He took me there as a kid and showed me the place, and the picture of him that hangs on the wall over one of the tables. I recently made a trip there from San Diego to visit the bar, because I wanted to show some friends and also I had turned 21, so it was time to enjoy beer and a Joes special with friends. I have to say that it was great and that my friends loved it, they also agree that it's a great place and want to go back soon. Maybe soon I can sit down with my dad and have a few beers ay the bar and talk about old times and what he has witnessed about the place, a shot some stick in the back Josh Parmelee |
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I was searching the web when I found your site, and I thought "This name is Mennonite" A place to visit, a place of fun a tavern in name where the West was won. I'd like to see this place of yours, after I've finished my evening chores, I'd like to see what it's all about as I show off my surname clout But I'm in Kansas, beneath a tree, far away from the big blue sea. When I get there I will boast, That my name too, is the name of Jost. I will soon ask for a shirt you sell, and pay the money just as well. I am happy and glad to find a shirt and tavern with a name like mine. Thanks R. Jost R. Jost |
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What a hoot finding the Joe Jost's web sight. It is a credit to everyone involved. Although I'm an Aussie, I spent six wonderful years in and around Long Beach between '75 and 80,the best of those years living in the infamous, now departed, Belmont Arms apartments on 10th and Belmont. I mostly worked as a bartender in the now long gone Public House in Belmont Shore. I also put in some time pouring beers at the Annex and briefly (thankfully) the notorious Hollywood on the Pike! Although my working hours were taken up at those pubs, my DRINKING time was spent at the best pub in "Longo", Joe Josts. Even though I didn't think too much of packaged Pabsts Blue Ribbon, it tasted like mothers milk in a frosted Joe Josts schooner! My love affair with the humble chili also started in Joes. Every few years I get back to the States and, although I spend most of my time in Northern California when I there, I ALWAYS make a pilgrimage to Long Beach and Joe Josts. I still have my original 70s Joe T shirt as well as the 60th Anniversary, Halloween and Americas cup items. I don't seem to fit into them anymore but I treasure them as mementos of one of the worlds great pubs! I'm working here in Sydney these days as a journalist. I've lost track of most of my old Long Beach mates over the years so, if any of those great folks who knew me back would like to contact me they can Email me on firko@bigpond.com. 'd love to hear from you. Next time I'm up your way I'll definitely be dropping in for a few schooners. CHEERS Mark Firkin |
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During the summer months years back I would spend them at "House Molino" a house located just around the corner from Joe Josts. Most every morning I would crawl out of bed with only one thought on my mind - is Joe Josts open yet? Once the doors of Joe Josts opened up I would perch up on a barstool and order a picked egg with pretzels and a schooner - it was a beautiful way of life. I look back on those days at Joe Josts as some of the most important and memorable of all, I truly believe Joe Josts has made me what I am today - an International Playboy. Looking forward to my next visit. Bill |
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Finally, I got access to the site... My family and I are from Huntington Beach but we moved to Houston in early 1986 and to Dhahran, Saudi Arabia in 1989, you heard of Dhahran, it was made famous back in 1990, during Desert Shield and Desert Storm. Even since then, I been able to visit Joes at least once a year and enjoy an original or two, some eggs, hot peppers and at least two cold ones. When I use to work at Sii Willis in Signal Hill I ate lunch at Joes at least twice a week... coldest brew in the west! I'll be home for the holidays, around December 2, and will stop in to say hi, pick up a couple of new tank tops and tee shirts. Till then, I will visit the site to stay up to date. Keep'On'Truckin' Randy George |
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For some years now on my birthday friends have purchased your T-shirts for me. I have always been pleased because of the quality of the cloth and workmanship, because the major design is on the back of the shirt and because your t-shirt supplier offered a shirt with a front pocket. Over the years I have owned and worn out a half dozen regular shirts and tank tops. The schooner logo is always a subject of conversation. You would be surprised the number of people up and down the state I have met who have hoisted a few at Joe's. I just got 1 more shirt and 2 tanks for father's day. Thanks again. Timothy R. Myer |
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Dear Joe, I visited your bar in the afternoon of 05/30/97 as I was on a business trip from Ohio. I had a schooner of PBR and a few pickled eggs which were "Grrrreeeeattt!" I also picked up a ball cap with the schooner logo which, by the way, I am wearing right now. Anyway take care and someday I will be back! Pat |
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Just got my new JoeJost.com T-shirt, and I got to change my son's diaper from his first special. I'm glad to see the website so I can show people what I am always trying to describe. Thanks for being there for the next generation of my family. Chris and Curtis Mason |
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Dear Joe's, It was one of life's greatest pleasures discovering your bar. Never before have I seen such a great sense of tradition and atmosphere in a drinking establishment. Jason Brewer |
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Since moving to the Pacific Northwest (Seattle) soon after graduating from Cal State Long Beach in 1975, I haven't had that much time to return to Long Beach for a visit and to one of my hangouts while attending college- Joe Jost's. It wasn't until this morning when one of our employees came in with a Joe Jost's T-shirt that I was reminded of the pickled eggs, peanuts, and pool we used to enjoy. I couldn't believe it! A Joe Jost T-shirt in Redmond, Washington! Here's to ya and all those pool games and schooners we all used to enjoy during our breaks from classes at Long Beach State! Al Kawashima |
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Hello! Just stopped by to revisit your webpage. Nice improvements! My Grandfather used to spend many hours in the back room making union deals while enjoying a schooner. My mother lived in the apartment above the bar when she was born, and I started visiting Joe's in the early 70's when I turned 21. I didn't realize until years later how Joe' fit into my family history. In the resent past, while in the area, visiting Joe's with a friend we found that our Grandfather's frequented your establishment during the same time period. We are sure they were friends. I still own a faded, torn (original blue T-shirt) from the 70's. Its a bitchin' memory of my youth after graduating from Jordan. Each time I am in the area I stop in an have a Joe's special and pickled egg. In fact I am on the Wall of Fame in the "Margaritaville Bar" in New Orleans, La. My buddy Pat Purdy (from Jordan's "Theta Phi" fraternity) brought the picture in and you hung it. Thanks for all the great times and memories. trtllvr@cwia.com Kurt Hutchison |
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Great Web Site! Joe would be proud to reach out to the whole world. I first went to Joe's in 1960 because at age 17 it "was" the only place in Long Beach that didn't ask for my id to shoot pool. My wife also had a surprise 40th birthday party for me there. I have been taking my daughters there since they were small and when they were home for Christmas vacation from the University of Arizona, they had to get a T-shirt to wear in Arizona. It has been a great place through the years and it still is. Once again, great job on the web site. Barry Brockman |
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Accidentally found my old east L.B. hangout from a lonnnnnnng time ago. Certainly fun seeing it on the WEB! Haven't been out there for at least 30 years....How about sending some of those wonderful pickled eggs up to West Los Angeles....:) Best Wishes Howard Rosenberg (raised in West Long Beach, Poly Grad.) Howard Rosenberg |
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Good afternoon, My brother told me that you had a web page and I just found it! What a treat to see the old place again. . I now live in Florida but when I was in Long Beach a number of years ago, I entered your doors many times and ordered a schooner and a special. My brother still lives in your area and taunts me by saying I went to Joe's last night etc. Thanks for the memories. Mark Bastings |
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To the Bartenders, Thanks for the GREAT SERVICE and a friendly pub to relax in! From just another face over the bar, Amanda, Dick and Dennis |
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"Hello Joe, I used to live in Belmont Shore in the late 60's and I remember spending a lot of time eating pickled eggs and specials, and occasionally drinking beer, and making friends. Here in Colorado, no one has any concept of what a great pickled egg is, so whenever I find someone going to the LA area I always send them to Joe's and have them bring back pickled eggs for me. Thanks," Stuart Fox |
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"Joe Jost's on the internet! This is great! You have the most wonderful place I have ever been to. 'Been going to Joe's since the early sixties and to tell you the truth, I have savored every minute. We always look forward to heading down to your place, especially with Herb of Herb's Automotive. Thanks for keeping everything as is and keep up the good work. Just one of your many faithful patrons," Don Alllison |
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"I was there on New Years Day and you were closed. Oh my God. My world does not make sense anymore." Gary R. Blume, Esq. |
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"Just wanted to send something. I have been coming to Josts for 11 years and think it is equal to church of sorts ( in a way I praise it and all it has to offer). Thanks for being." David Warnimont |
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"To the gang at Joe's, There's not many things about southern California that I have missed since moving to Oregon a few years back. However, there's not a day that goes by without a faint urge for a schooner, a special and a couple of eggs. I've searched far and wide for good eggs up here, from Portland and Walla Walla and down to Ashland, hell most people don't even know what the hell a pickled egg is. The poor ignorant clods. Anyway, it was good to see the old gang there this last weekend. Dipper, give a hey to Mark and tell him sorry I missed him. The minute I got home, I proudly displayed my new "joejosts.com" shirt to my wife, and her reaction: "Jesus, not another Joe Jost's shirt." Life is good. Take care." Jim Duffy |
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"Hey everyone, how are you? I was recently in the Long Beach Naval shipyards, and ever since my dad told me about your tavern, I've brought everyone in there. He's been going there since about the 40's. Every time we go in to have a beer there, he always says nothing's changed...that is fantastic! I love Joe's, it's my favorite place to hang out and watch the games. Especially, with the pickled eggs, Schooners, and awesome Polish sausage sandwich. Anyways, I just met someone up here in Sacramento that had a Joe's shirt on with "JoeJosts.com" so I had to send an E-mail. I miss you. It seems like I always run into people wearing their shirts, about the same time I am, and we get into being nostalgic...and talk about all the fun we've had at the bar. I've had conversations with people for at least an hour on the same topic. I should be down in the area in about a month or so, and you can believe that I'll be stopping by with my girlfriend. I can guarantee that she'll love Joe's too." Jeffrey Howell |
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"Just wanted to let you know that my grandparents use to ditch Wilson High School and meet at Joe's. My mom and dad use to ditch Wilson High and meet at Joe's. My dad is a LA sheriff and takes his buddies to Joe's. And my brother's and I ditched Wilson and had our specials at Joe's. Although I'm now in Milwaukee, my brother Paul is in Glenwood Springs, CO, and my brother Darrel is in Maui, whenever we come back home to Long Beach to visit grandparents and parents, the first place we go to from the LAX is Joe's." Scott Ferguson |
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"I've seen it all and done it all," He proudly boasts; "And now it's time for a little Joe Jost's!" First beer: Joe Jost's, June 1960 (day after graduating from Poly) First date with first lover: Joe Jost's, April 1963 First fight to loose a tooth in: (outside) Joe Jost's, September 1963 First heard of John Kennedy's assassination: Joe Jost's, November 1963. First place I stopped after antiwar protest: Joe Jost's, June 1967. Last beer before shipping out for Vietnam: Joe Jost's, July 1968 First beer after returning from the Nam; Joe Jost's, June 1969 Last beer drank at Joe Jost's: June, 1997" Rod Barken |
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"I thought the "joejosts.com" on my shirt was funny. I sat here at my computer, with my Joe's shirt on, and decided to try that address. I'm glad I did. I have only visited once to your Long Beach tavern. Man, what a great place! I really enjoyed the sandwich and egg. Most of all, I felt like the people there, along with the employees, were family! It was a nice place to visit and I will visit Joe's each time I am in the area! I enjoyed myself so much that I bought one of your baseball shirts. Now all I have to do is find the perfect place to wear it and have it photographed! Continue your great tradition!" Dennis Klinedinst |
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"Ken and the gang at Joe's, Just wanted to say nice re-design on the site, looks great. And a big thanks to Cathleen for the bio on Joe Sr. What a guy! As an old Longo boy (Poly '62') living in Seattle for the last 21 years, I very much appreciate being able to log on and grab a virtual schooner and special. Joe's means a lot to me and I visit a lot (too much according to my wife) when in town every couple of years or so. As one of the people in your testimonials area said Joe's is like going to church. As soon as I walk through the front door I get re-centered and all's right with the world. A cold schooner of Pabst, a special and a copy of the Press-Telegram and I'm home again. Thanks and keep up the great work!" Toby Settle |
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Hello from God's Country near Green Bay, Wisconsin! I first visited Joe Jost's after returning from the Gulf War while serving in the Marine Corps in the early '90's. A Marine buddy of mine (Matt Saenz) took me there to show me that there was a "real" tavern in Southern California (I had been skeptical about that since I was from one of the largest tavern states in the country--Wisconsin). Anyhow, Matt and I use to spend our weekend "Libo" trips at his parents house in Long Beach, during which we would find time to stop by to have a special and a schooner and to shoot some pool. I remember how proud he was the first time he and his dad took me there. You could see the obvious pride they both had in your place and in the way it was so real to them. My experiences at Joe Jost's ended a year or so after returning from Operation Restore Hope in Somalia. I finished my time in the Corps and moved back to Wisconsin. I've often thought about SoCal and the good times I had at Joe Jost's. I have even took measures to make sure that my wife understands how important my blue and grey Joe Jost's T-shirts are to me and that they are never to be thrown out! When I stumbled on your web-site today I made sure to order some more nostaligic memorabilia. Although it has helped me to remember the good times by seeing your site, it has also made me bummed as I have been trying to locate my friend Matt Saenz for a couple of year's now with no luck. I last heard that he was a state trooper or police officer near Long Beach. If you or any of your customer's no the Saenz family or Matt, please give him a shout for me. Thanks! drhoffman@wi-net.com Damian Hoffman |
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Hello: I just discovered your great website and am elated!!! I retired in Wisconsin a couple of years ago from Huntington Beach after growing up in Long Beach and the only thing I miss about the area is Joe's! I started going there in 1958 after graduating from Poly in 55' (actually,the truth be know,I snuck in a few times before I was supposed to!). We used to meet there at 6:00 pm each Thursday night to play snooker and golf until closing at 11:00. Remember in particular the care Wally used to give the tables by brushing after each game. We used to make wagers on weather or not the ashes from the cigarette in his mouth were going to fall on the table while he was brushing it. He was really a unique guy and fit in just perfectly with the ambiance of Joe's. Now I have my pool table in the basement and no one plays until it is brushed after each game (thanks for the training Wally!) My biggest problem here is trying to duplicate the pickled eggs so I can show my friends one of the greatest things about Joe's (thus far not successful). I was hoping you would take pity on an old patron and let me have the recipe as I am going through terrible pickled egg withdrawal pains. Bill Brundage |
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We visited Long Beach about 15 years ago. Our favorite spot was without a doubt Joe Jost's. We came day after day for beer, pretzels and the highlight, PICKLED EGGS!!!! What a perfect combination. What perfect eggs! All these years later we are still salivating and thinking about those yellow eggs with just the right kick of peppers. Is there any way you can tell us how to make them at home?? We live in PA, and we are tortured not to be able to taste those eggs! We put in "Joe Jost's pickled eggs" into our google search, and there you were. It was great to relive the experience a bit...thanks especially for posting your menu board! Please send us a recipe...or at least a few hints!! Still thinking of you after all these years. Megan |
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Hello Joes! I was born and raised in Long Beach (the shores) and had my first 'Special' back in the early 60's. My Dad and Grandpa would take me there after racing at Ascot Park. When I think back, cokes were a dime and a special was a quarter or something like that. During the late 80's my son and I would stop there after racing at Ascot. I went there all the time while I was growing up. When 21came, after work on the way home from Signal Hill, I'd stop in for a schooner of Pabst. Many a good Schooner, special, and eggs did I enjoy! The ambience was always great! I remember the attempt of a 2nd Joes downtown, but nothing is ever as good as the original. My wife, kids and I relocated to WA just outside of Olympia back in 92'. We come down every year to visit friends and relative, and when we do, our 1st and last stop is always at Joes, the greatest place in LB to have a good sandwich and a cold beer! Gotta a lot of memories there! I've gotta a great photo coming soon for 'The Wall. I'm sure everyone will enjoy it! Cool website! Keep on keepin' on JoeJosts! Looking forward to another visit soon! Dana Frey |
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I started coming in to your tavern when I got out of the Navy in 1962. Since I'm living in Oregon I only get to visit once in a while now, although I will be moving south when I retire next Feb. Looking forward to a few cold ones among friends. My family actually has quite a history with you. My uncle, Jim Loughran, was a close friend of Joe's many years before I first came in. John Ludwig |
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Hey there , how are you doin man, just wanted to say that i miss long beach and i miss your bar as well i used to live on obispo street, now i live in post falls , idaho and i miss all the scene in california , keep up the dedicated will to keeping this bar up and going in its original state, see ya Steve Marshall |
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Ken and Staff, My allegiance to Joe's is deep and steeped in history. Actually it only seems like history, but it is deep. I now live in Los Altos (Northern Ca.)....and nothing like Joe's exits here or anywhere else that I know of. I only have two reasons to travel back to the Long Beach area now: Joe Jost's Specials and eggs and to visit my fraternity brothers. I pledged SAE in fall 79 and I graduated from LBSU in 82 and actually tended bar @ Joe's for a few semesters way back in 1981. I still remember fondly the days after school and the excitement about actually going to work! I loved it and had many great hours, wrapping polishes, talking with customers (characters), pouring schooners and serving eggs and pretzels ( I should not write this during lunch, it's tough for me to not be there!). Anyway, Joe's hold a special spot in my heart and stomach and I recently served "Specials" to my entire family: wife, kids aged 6-11-13 and they all loved them! Quick true story: I still remember the phone behind the bar ringing at 4pm everyday...it was the wife of the local postman (Ed, I think)...anyway, she always asked if Ed were there? .....and we were told to say "No, but if we see him we'll let him know you called" "Ed" was actually a few feet away at the bar ( third stool from the left) with a combo beer/tomato juice in a small glass! and a great big smile on his face.......I often wonder what ever happened to Ed, but I suspect the tradition lives on, probably with Ed's son! Take care and thanks for the great traditions, food and memories...... chetdouglas@hotmail.com Chet Douglas |
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Joe Jost's has been a entity in the MacPherson family for three generations Before she died, my grandmother told me that a year after my Grandpa started the family business, MacPherson Plastering, he didn't want her to pack a lunch some days because he was going to Joe Jost's for a Special. That was in 1924. When I was a little girl, women didn't go into Joe Jost's. My dad would park in front in our 1955 Chevy BelAir, go in and buy 4 Specials and we'd eat in the car. That was in 1958. Then in 1969 when I started Poly and pledged Phi Gam, my big sisters took me into Joe Jost's one Friday night - my first time. By then it had changed generations and was a hang-out for the Cal State Long Beach crowd. I'll never forget seeing my 10th grade history teacher, Mr. Radford, playing pool in the back room after the Poly football game! I was shocked. Now my brother, Mark, and I meet there whenever we can. We see "kids" we went through Longfellow, Hughes and Poly with. They bring their children and grand-children. In all our travels, we've never found anyplace like it. It's a "home" to a lot of us native Long Beachers and always will be. Pamela MacPherson |
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I am 46 years old and I grew up in Long Beach. I lived there until I was 28 years old and the best memories I have of my father are going to Joes on Saturday afternoons for a special and pickled eggs with pretzels and peppers. The first time that I can remember was about the time I was 8 or 9 which was in 1964. I miss my dad and the times we had on those Saturdays... I have had pickled eggs around the world and to this day I cannot remember any that taste as good as yours. I live in Victorville and would love to bring my son down for a special and an egg...(but he probably wouldn't like the egg part..) I miss your place badly! Sincerely, a long lost customer Richard Arglen |
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I just thought I'd tell you that through the years Joe Jost's has been the unchanged, reliable and enjoyable of my favorite places to go. I've been in Utah for 20 yrs. and make it to the tavern every time i'm in LA. My last trip was a couple of months ago and I went to what used to be my favorite Mexican restaurant...It's changed. I also hit the tavern and it was, as always, the best beer, sandwich and pickled egg on earth. Don't ever change. Larry Argenian |
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My brother, Tony Schwieger who passed away 6/24/2001,was a big fan of Joe's. Loved the special!!! He and his buddies (Mike Crevda, Pat Miles, Charlie Egge and Tony's long time partner Bill Moore) spent many afternoons there talking about the days events, sports (mostly Nebraska football if Tony was doing all the talking) and politics. I had the chance to experience Joe Jost's while out there visiting Tony during his battle against cancer. I wish we had a place like yours in Grand Island, NE. So, if you see any of Tony's buddies, please tell them the little brother said hi. Best wishes and keep up the good work!!! Marty Schwieger |
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About 10 years my wife and I were in a truck stop in Denver. My wife pointed out to me that a truck driver had just gotten out of his truck and had a t-shirt on with my name on it. I went over to him and asked him where he got that shirt. He told me all about the greatest bar on earth and that he went there every time he got to LA. The next summer we planned our vacation to go to Long Beach and find Joe Jost's tavern. We had a wonderful vacation but the highlight was the afternoon we spent at Joe Jost's. I now have about 10 Joe Jost's t-shirts, They're great and I wear them proudly, Hope to be back there some day soon. Joe Jost |
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Some of the best times I ever spent with my dad, before he passed away, were spent shooting pool, having a special and drinking a schooner at Joe's Jost. James Livingston
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