Some of the Renton city busses are advertising a restaurant right next door to my old home, and it’s kind of funny to me.

Back when I was living in an apartment complex on Eastside, there was a small house next door that had been converted into a string of unsuccessful restaurants. A new place would pop up once every couple of months, fold with little warning or fanfare, and then pick up a few weeks later under a new owner. Rinse, repeat. For years.

Among the restaurants that landed there: multiple Thai restaurants of mediocre rapport, one brief attempt at an upscale wine bar, and a pinball-arcade-Americana fusion called Highscore Burgers.

A few months after the burger place folded, it was bought by the protege of a master chef and converted into a “five star” Indian Tapas fusion restaurant called The Guilt Trip. And, years later, it’s still there — now being advertised to me on the back of a bus.

A friend and I tested one of their first menus — at discount — when they first popped up in that location. And I guess they figured out how to end the streak.

I hope it continues to work for them.