After yesterday’s dismal road food, it was a complete turn-around at a familiar favorite restaurant in my old neighborhood. The restaurant’s name is similar to the title.
“Under the apple tree,” would be a good guess. After fifteen years, neighborhoods change. The neighborhood’s all grown up now. It’s a little more congested than before.
City planners–that silly traffic circle, serving the state highway and one subdivision entrance street–what’s up with that?
Breakfast was wonderful. Good service, great food, at reasonable prices. The parking lot was crowded; that was a familiar good sign.