by Steve Rockwell
In 1940 Murray Burnett, co-wrote Everybody Comes to Rick’s with Joan Alison. The play, though not produced, served as a model for Rick’s Café in the story that became Casablanca. Rick’s Café had not been a complete screenwriter invention. A few years prior, Burnett and his wife had stumbled on a café in the south of France. The experience stayed with them. Its mixture of refugees, expatriates, and assorted adventurers, mingling in the shadow of an impending war, had made the moment unforgettable.

When released in 1942, Casablanca became one of the most influential films in Hollywood history. Somehow, popular entertainment, political drama, and romance, molded into something durable that withstood the test of time. Casablanca became art without announcing itself as “art.”

La Belle Aurore, the café that Burnett experienced in 1938 in the south of France, may have been just one of many potential models for Rick’s Café. It has been suggested that the American Bar at Hotel Eggers in Gothenburg, Sweden, might also have fit the bill. The hotel itself was built in 1859, making it one of the oldest continuously-operating hotels in Europe. Their American Bar was completed in 1884, predating the fictional Rick’s Café Américain of Casablanca by over 60 years.

In 1942, Hotel Eggers hosted a similar cast of wartime characters. Already, by the 1890s, besides its American Bar and restaurant, they had the Moriska Café – Moorish, Moroccan atmosphere of their own. Humphrey Bogart’s Rick Blaine is neither the conventional romantic hero nor the traditional action hero. Though his shell of tough guy cynicism eventually breaks, his public declaration of “neutrality” is clear, “I stick my neck out for nobody.” At Hotel Eggers the “tough guy” had been Ebba Eggers. In 1942 at her husband Axel’s passing, she went from liquor cashier at the American Bar to full operational management. By reputation, she ran the “velvet” establishment with an iron hand.
Neutrality at Eggers was strictly enforced by the Swedish Secret Service. While a British naval attaché might be sipping a dry martini at one counter, a Nazi trade delegate might be sitting in the adjacent velvet booth. At Rick’s Café, these bristling edges would have been smoothed by Sam’s piano and song, anchoring the room emotionally. Played by Dooley Wilson, he is one of the film’s most important supporting characters.

Eggers had an equally legendary musical connection, only real. Opera tenor Jussi Björling made the American Bar at Eggers his personal playground. While spies were mapping out shipping lanes in the corners, Björling was unwinding at the bar, holding court with admirers. He had made this his sanctuary away from an exhausting global performance schedule. It had to be Room 136, on the first floor, with a balcony overlooking Drottningtorget. Björling became an international star after performances in Vienna and with the Metropolitan Opera in New York becoming his principal international stage.
The olive in the martini at the American Bar was sometimes a ball bearing. Hotel Eggers sat just 78 steps from the Gothenburg Central Station, ideal for tracking human movement. Here, the intelligence battleground in Gothenburg centred on a component vital to both the Nazi Luftwaffe and and Allied aircraft production – AB SKF ball bearings. The Achilles’ heel of wartime engineering, ball bearings were precision component required from Spitfires to submarine instruments.

Situated in an Eggers room within eye-shot of the train station, was Sir George Binney, the British organizer behind Operation Bridford. He ran Operation Bridford, the wartime blockade-running operation that brought Swedish ball bearings, high-speed steel and other strategic materials to Britain. Gothenburg SKF was the world’s leading manufacture of these parts. Binney utilized a fleet of modified high-speed Motor Gun Boats, disguised as civilian merchant vessels. MV Gay Viking was the first pierce the German blockade, supplying 40 tons of high-grade ball bearings and specialized machine tools.

Ebba’s tenure at Hotel Eggers turned out to be short. On February 12, 1948, she was a passenger aboard the Danish Air Lines DC-3 Sejr Viking, flying from Copenhagen toward Zürich with a planned stop at Frankfurt. The aircraft crashed near Ulrichstein, Germany. Ebba was among those killed. The hotel’s own history says her death brought the Eggers family era to an end.

I will now make my case, that our 1951 family stay in Gothenburg was at Hotel Eggers. Arriving as we did by rail from Stockholm, in just 78 steps we had a temporary home in a white-framed square with a courtyard. As a five-year-old by the window, after endless hours, the structure etched into my mind permanently. Later in life, it took the form of a series of fabricated panels, based on meditations that had begun in Zurich, Switzerland. In that sense, I began something in Zurich that for Ebba Eggers, remains unfulfilled.

























