I went there a couple times when I moved here to Georgia, then got tired of eating with people next to you who hadn’t shaved, bathed or brushed their teeth, along with some who were still in their PJs. I was in there one time, and a wedding party came in there. Talk about a “cracker reception.”
Ours caters to the 55+ group and the truckers that stay at motel next door
Our favorite waitress always took special care of dad and greets me with a hug when I stop by She understands my soy intolerance and actually gave me the heads up that their coffee might be contaminated. She was correct. No more reactions when I visit. But I miss morning coffee.