This was one of the first restaurants we went to, probably 20 years ago. A wonderful waitress made it fun to go there. Home of the loobergere or looburger. I famously asked in my suave French for a bottle of water, non-gazoil. That, of course, means water without diesel fuel in it. The waitress almost died laughing. I meant non-gasseuse, or still water.
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