One recent weekend I happened upon a small town in rural Georgia called Newnan. We drove through Newnan's outskirts and marveled at the sprawling 18Th century Victorian mansions scattered along tree-lined thoroughfares leading to the town square. Life was moving rather slowly that Sunday, a lovely fall day. We took a stroll up Main Street and I was disappointed to see that most of the interesting antique and specialty shops were closed for Sabbath.
Stores with names like "The Other Side of The Moon", " Stairway to Heaven", "The Vintage Flea", and "What's In Store". Even a martini bar called "Andre's Off The Square". Closed, closed, closed, closed and closed. Soon I began to detect a wonderful aroma in the air, and I knew the day was saved. Before long my olfactory senses kicked in and as if in a trance, I began to follow the waft right into the entrance of the "Redneck Gourmet" restaurant. OPEN SUNDAYS! I had a Chicken Caesar Roll-Up at $6.95 that was not too shabby! 
Oh, Mon Ami! I am so sad that your new blogs don't show up in my blog roll! But never fear, I will endeavor to continue seekingyou out for tasty tidbits just like this article! Yum! sandwich on!
ReplyDeleteYour companion? LOL I wish you'd snapped a picture of your companion eating that Black Angus Cheeseburger! LOL I don't know why that cracks me up...but it do,do,do,do!
ReplyDeleteLove the name of this place ! THE FOOD LOOKS GOOD TOO!!
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