The old joke is the holes are where the shot the horse.
When I first moved down south I went to Krystals hoping they would be the replacement for WH. I was disappointed. Every so often I go up north and have a regular food round in NY. White C, Bagels, chinese in NYC and the fantastic overpriced lobster bisque at a place near my house.
In the 1940’s, I was a kid growing up in New Orleans. There was a Krystal on Royal Street, just off Canal St. After going to a movie at the Orpheum or the Saenger, to the Krystal for several of them at seven cents each. Had to fight a mob to get in. Then on the S. Claiborne streetcar to go home - that also cost seven cents.
Memories of days gone by...