Check out this article from the Houston Chronicle’s Ken Hoffman about our Famous Hoffy Burger. ..
http://www.chron.com/disp/story.mpl/life/hoffman/4122247.html
This week, I took my son and his friend to Demeris Barbecue on South Shepherd, home of the world-famous Hoffy Burger.
The Hoffy Burger is named after me. It’s my one claim to fame in Houston. I helped create it with Demeris chef extraordinaire Yonny Demeris. That onion ring on top? That was my idea.
We waited in line, and when we got to the register, I ordered: “Three Hoffy Burgers, please.”
How many times do you get to eat a burger named after you, plus show off for your son and his friend?
Then the guy behind us ordered a Hoffy Burger, too. He told us, “The Hoffy Burger is the best burger in Houston — I always get one.”
My son’s friend pointed to me and said to the guy, “This is Hoffy, the burger is named after him.”
The guy said, “No, it isn’t — it’s named after a former mayor of Houston — Judge John Hofheinz. That’s where they got Hoffy, from Hofheinz.”
Look, pal, it’s not like they’re naming buildings after me. This burger is all I got. Besides, it’s Judge Roy Hofheinz … and it’s named after me, not him.
Now the guy is arguing with me.
No, it isn’t.
Yes, it is.
Says you.
Yeah, says me.
On top of everything else, Judge Hofheinz has been dead for 25 years. The statute of limitations for burger-naming rights has run out.
We sit down at the table next to the guy, and I’m talking loud enough for him to hear me.
“Judge Hofheinz? If he were alive today, he’d be lucky to get a cocktail frank named after him.”
After the guy finished his meal, he walked to the door, stopped and gave me a parting shot.
“It’s Judge Hofheinz, not you — whoever you are.”
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