So. . .John and I were trucking down a country road in central Arkansas one day. . .trying to avoid major road construction on the main highway, when we came upon the ONE OF A KIND CAFE AND ANTIQUE MALL. . .'STOP!'. . .'You want me to turn around?'. . .Silly man. . .
Obviously. . .this little cafe has amazing farm style inspiration for anyone's garden shed. . .We shopped the mall. . .Some really nice collectibles at reasonable prices. . .but. . .it was the little cafe that I wanted photos of. . .I thought I could remember each little nook and cranny. . .but you know how that goes. . .
While I was snapping photos, John was eating fried pies. . .Peach, I think. . .He said they were delicious. . .We didn't try any of the other food, since we had just eaten elsewhere, but it sure looked and smelled wonderful. . .
I posted THE BOOT HOUSE AND FARMER SEATS last week. . .I have John already working on them for our farm. . .I'd also like to find a chicken coop. . .
There was a time. . .back when I was younger. . .(in the olden days). . .where these little roadside cafes were all along the road. . .Very few Wendy's or McD's. . .They almost always had a daily special. . .sometimes a full meal called the BLUE PLATE SPECIAL. . .Veggies fresh out of the garden. . .Real-and big-hamburger patties. . .Homemade pies. . .almost a lost art. . .
This fellow was a little scary from the road. . .but he was just a big old soft-y. . .If you look close, you'll see my guy in the background. . .I guess he thought he might have to protect me?
Once John bought more fried pies to take with us. . .we got back on the road. . .We certainly didn't make any better time than we would have on the main highway. . .but it was sure a lot more fun. . .
ONE OF A KIND ANTIQUES AND CAFE