

Losin' It (1983) - Woody ( Tom Cruise), Dave ( Jackie Earle Haley), Spider ( John Stockwell), and Wendell ( John P.Chong Lee and his wife Michelle purchased the restaurant from the Seays on July 4, 1991, and are the current owners. In 1974, Jacobs sold the place to Paul Seay and his wife Dolly, and the couple changed the name to Neptune's Net. when rumor surfaced of a proposed eminent domain forcing a road right through the property east to the 101. The hardworking family decided to move back to L.A. All the surfers loved John for allowing them to work for a cup of coffee and breakfast. The whole family worked there from 6:00am until 9:30pm. There were John and Jean Leech, their three children, Myrna, Richard and Becky, Grandparents, Ollie and Kathryn. In the 60s, Jacobs leased the restaurant to a Venice family, who took a shot in the "restaurant" business. Jacobs was an aerodynamicist and engineer who contributed major advances in aeronautics, including the design and applications of advanced airfoils and wind tunnels, and initial studies of then-futuristic concepts such as jet propulsion and nuclear fusion. The locals soon began calling the restaurant - which served burgers, sandwiches and fried seafood classics - simply Jake's Diner. "Jake" Jacobs near the Pacific Coast Highway on the Ventura- Los Angeles county line.

In 1956, the site began as a gas station, real-estate office, and restaurant called Panorama Pacific at Solimar on property owned by Eastman N. The landmark has been featured in countless television and film productions. Neptune's Net is a seafood restaurant and biker bar in Malibu, California. Or to settle in at the curb where the motorcycles roll in, as if crossing Neptune's red carpet. There's always room, and one fine option is to take your crab cake basket across the road to that bench on the beach. Have one person wait to grab a table, while another takes a place in line. Most times, I prefer the restaurant side, where the counter service takes longer and the tables are in short supply. Think of it as the secret speakeasy in the back. There are two areas to Neptune's: the main restaurant that serves fried food and burgers and the often-overlooked seafood counter to the right, serving ceviche, steamed lobster and peel-and-eat shrimp. If the fast-and-furious vibe doesn't click your clock, the food will - perfectly fried calamari and shrimp, in a suit coat of batter, served hot as a Harley and lickety-split. Every 20 minutes, some idiot rider with a death wish pops a long wheelie as he exits the premises. A CNN crew is here taping a travel piece. The crowd is jovial, chatty, turned on by the spectacle of all this.

To be honest, it looks like a hillbilly wedding - all ages, all types, swirly hair, the whiff of good ganja.įront and center are the motorcyclists and their heaving machines, crackling hot and panting at the curb like horses. We roll in looking like a Nick Nolte booking photo, all windblown and reddened from our ride in the Jeep. It tastes like the wave that just broke your board. On a sunny summer weekend, Neptune's Net is my favorite place on the planet. Yet the most-beloved hangout - to my mind the reason Malibu exists at all - is a landmark roadhouse on the outskirts that is equal parts good grub and great floor show. I'll place Malibu Farm, the organic cafe on the pier, as one of my favorite lunch spots. There are all sorts of better places to eat up here: Nobu if you want to be seen, and Geoffrey's if you want to propose.
