The walls are plastered with signed photos and what have you from rock and roll stars to movie stars! Speaking of rock and roll stars, after a delicious breakfast and a few cups of coffee it was time for me to visit the ladies room. Keeping in mind this building is one hundred years old or more, the bathrooms are tiny and cramped with barely enough room to turn around. Clean as a whistle though!
Upon opening the door I was greeted by a life size cardboard statue of Elvis. In Elvis's unmistakable southern drawl the cutout announced "Hi! I'm Elvis!" Fearing I would be caught talking to a cardboard cutout in the ladies room I decided not to reply (I'm a little shy that way LOL) So while sitting there tinkling and giggling I wondered what else Elvis might have to say. After washing my hands and gathering myself I turned to exit the door. The Elvis voice spoke up "Thanks for lettin' me talk to ya!" I cracked up! The cleaning lady with scrub brush in hand was just exiting the adjoining men's bathroom and said to me "Was he in there talking again?" I said "I didn't mind as long as he kept it short and didn't start singing "You ain't nuthin' but a hounddog!" After all, a lady's got to have some pride!"
The decor changes on a regular basis and you never know what you'll find on the walls at Greunke's. (pronounced Gronk-ees). Memorabila galore! The owner has a tremendous collection of old rock and roll records, photos and collectibles.