I heard that expression from an old time Big Sur resident about 1965 or 66 when i was at Post's for the tuesday night mexican dinner cooked by Rudy. That was the old Post's Restaurant, gone now for 35 years or so.  I doubt anyone here would remember it.    I worked at Esalen in the sixties, when it changed over from "Big Sur Hot Springs".  Selig and I carved the sign that still resided at the top of the hill. The stab wounds in the sign were courtey of "Robot" an ex carney who wa an employee around 69 or 70.