Back in the late 50`s early 60`s when everything in the town was segregated, this was the only place in town that Blacks and whites ate together. It was near downtown so the office workers started coming there. And Blacks from all over town ate there. Elbow to elbow to enjoy fried chicken, cooked in an iron skillet instead of a deep fat fryer. Collard greens, mac n cheese, ribs that just fell off the bone and banana pudding. Cornbread and fried fatback, sooo good it would make you slap your Mama. Nothing like good Soul Food to make folks forget about color. It was declared an Historic Site.It just closed about a month ago due to the economy. So sad.
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Me too. Lets have a picnic. You bring the food. And I`ll bring my appetite. Deal?

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