I wrote 3 things on a napkin
so I’d recall what mattered:
1/ Flat Top
2/ Buttermilk
3/ Dawn ’99
1/ The proprietor wore a white apron and a flat top.
He was clearly the man in charge because he spoke and others listened. Seemed like a nice guy but anybody with a flat top sans irony, well, it is a question mark, isn’t it?
What to expect from someone with a haircut mentioned in the first line from the Beatles Come Together?
At least with a mullet you know you’re dealing with a wild card, but a flat top, White Hanes T-shirt (too small), and a white apron – what is this, a casting call?
2/ They had buttermilk on the menu.
When’s the last time you saw that? Better yet, ever said:
“and I’d like a buttermilk with that.” Never.
3/ Our waitress was named Dawn.
My fellow diners said she waited on us last time we were there, circa 1999. I took their word for it because I wanted it to be true, but I started to doubt their observation because they didn’t catch her name tag strategy.
I saw the name tag promptly. “Dawn” was proudly displayed on a name tag pinned to a lovely strategic location.
My fellow diners were both 80-plus year old men so maybe their eyes didn’t wander to the name tag region of Dawn’s uniform.
If you know what I mean, and I think that you do.
Career Waitress Dawn led our table of Senior country boys through the “confusing” menu, knelt forward and practically shouted in their face “so you want the regular dinner plate and sweet tea?”
while nodding her head “yes”.
Career Waitress Dawn knows how an exchange can be simple or can go off track and take forever. She led us by the hand. Good move!
Buttermilk Dawn upsold me on desert by a slight of hand technique:
Dawn pointed to the menu on the wall while directing my eyes towards that name tag region of her uniform.
Buttermilk Dawn offered peach cobbler, then added the ice cream suggestion while she had me hyp-mo-tized.
I said yes. If Dawn wants me to have “peach cobbler a la mode” then I say
Yes, thank You, I want that which you are directing me towards.
Dawn even threw in an experienced waitress clarification saying “That’s with ice cream” regarding “a la mode”.
Maybe she has been there since 1999, she’s Good!
Oh, & the Q.
Good Stuff, smoked.
How can food not be good when the owners card has a Bible verse on it:
“In all thy ways acknowledge Him
and He shall direct they paths”.
Speaks to Faith and to trust in your creator to know your needs better than you know yourself, since He is the Creator. Understand?
Well, actually I have stayed in a few Motels that had the sign of the fish and the Cross everywhere but lacked much that good motels should have, like working light bulbs and a door knob that functions consistently, but at least they are forgiven.
Clockwise from Q:
1/ it is smoked which makes it a real A+.
So good that I got some to go, to take to the support team, it was wonderful even after frozen – still tender and smoky. I know why it’s so tender but lack the room to explain right now about the Steam Table. Included a slightly sweet red sauce. Also very good, not too hot or sweet, just right.
2/ Brunswick Stew. If you cannot tell if it’s stew or hash remember: stew has corn in it. It was tasty but I heard one of my 80+ year old dinner companions say it was too spicy. – sure Pops, spicy compared to oatmeal.
3/ Cole Slaw. Nice presentation with that circular dollop & a pickle slice on top. Like the way a ringing bell might taste.
You’ll hear that joke again in another time, another place.
4/ Cornbread. Of course it is Yum!
Grainy goodness, cooked in a triangle to you get more crust, it’s like a muffin that’s all top. Get it?
Go on & get yourself some!
McGhin’s Southern Pit Bar B Que
2964 North Expressway
Griffin, GA 30223
770-229-5887
