I am with Route 11 — any place that forces nostalgia on me, makes me pine for days when we didn’t have nostalgia
I cannot stand nor will I tolerate a restaurant that is unclean. If the restrooms are not clean, if the table is not clean, if any appearance of kitchen sterility is not apparent, I will not eat there.
Decor is not an issue as it is not an indicator of health, cleanliness or otherwise.
If it does not stand the glove test by yours truly, I do not do it.
Paul E. Smith
A couple of hundred miles east of Quebec city on the south shore of the St Lawrence we had dinner in the plainest restaurnt I have ever seen. White enamel tables and wire chairs on a scrubbed wood floor, not a sign or picture or flower or fish or anything on the walls. There were maybe three entrees, all fish, cod, flounder and salmon , I think. And you could have them any way you wanted as long as it was steamed or poached. The fish was delicious and served with a delicate slightly lemony butttery white sauce. What more could one want?
Jim, Do you remember the name of this place? I drive past Agnes Scott at least three times a month, and have been looking for an interesting lunch place in that part of the world. Our Way Cafe, that was nearby, moved over to Avondale Estates, about a mile east of where it used to be…past Sam’s Crossing and still on East College, next to the Salvation Army Thrift Store.
Our Way Cafe is indeed the name of the place. I wrote and asked the friend who recommended it to me. They’re still going strong in their new location on College Avenue in Avondale, about a mile from the original location.
I only had lunch there twice and wanted to order every item being served. Both times, I stepped back in line to give myself more time to select….then selected more than I needed anyway.
Tchochke? Is there a prize for this spelling bee?
Tippy, the restaurant was named Coyles, for the family who owned it. In 1979 the Coyles retired, selling the business to an immigrant family. The name was retained, but Coyle’s was out of business in less than a year.
The cooks were the first to quit, then the long-time waitresses. But I quit being a customer before that happened. A staff member from my office mentioned being shortchanged by the new owner, so we started paying close attention when paying our check. On my next two visits, I caught the low life shortchanging me. That was it for me.
Attending a noon funeral in the neighborhood 5 months later, I stepped into Coyle’s for a coffee at 11:30. There was one customer at the counter, a homeless man. When I left 15 minutes later, there were no customers.
Just months earlier, every table in the place would have been full, at that hour on a Friday, with more customers lined up.
Coyle’s was on the SW corner of Jefferson Street and Second Street. Huckleberry’s restaurant operated there after that, and then another place tried that corner. I think the property is now an art gallery and residence.
JimInKy, being from Floyd co., I’m curious as to what the food establishment you refer to in Lexington. I have been going there for twenty odd years, and it dosen’t ring a bell. As always, fellow Roadfooders, I enjoy all of you so much!
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Do you remember the name of this place? I drive past Agnes Scott at least three times a month, and have been looking for an interesting lunch place in that part of the world.
I know of Pizza By Oz on East College Avenue. Our Way Cafe that was nearby moved over to Avondale Estates, about a mile east of where it used to be… past Sams’ Crossing and still on East College, next to the Salvation Army Thrift Store.
You surely can’t mean the Dairy Queen on Trinity Place, right across the tracks from Agnes Scott and by that wholly unsafe motel!!
The next time you’re in those parts, drop over to The Universal Joint next to Decatur Fire Station # 2 for a beverage and some eats. You’ll thank me. It’s about a half-mile southwest of Scott… a good, safe walk.
All Best, Ort. Carlton in Athens, Georgia.
i95…I think it’s choctke…but that’s probably wrong. That reminds of the movie "Office Space". That’s that TGI-Ish restaurant Jennifer Aniston’s character worked for. She didn’t wear enough flair.
"Corporate antiques," what a great term!! Such is what we’re assaulted with at Einstein Bagels, Cracker Barrell, etc. informing the dimwitted that, "look, honey, this quality place emerged from such down home roots" being completely unaware that such forced chachkee (someone please help me with the spelling on that one) was developed via some focus group done by an ad firm in Chicago.
hey , let’s hear it for communal tables! (way to go, JminKy!! ) (and thanks for the e-mail, Jim)
Ellen in rainy Atlantic City (snow coming tomorrow!)
P.S…….Sisley Italian Kitchen in LA (near Westwood) has a wonderful wide marble counter for seating…….very comfortable , and great for single diners)….sure beats that smoky tightly packed diner type of seating!)
Are there lovely parting gifts for those that didn’t make it to the final round?
A lifetime supply of Rice-a-Roni!!! The San Francisco treat!!!
And of course, ROADFOOD – the home version
Years ago, there was a family restaurant near downtown Lexington that encouraged diners to take any empty chair (we regulars actually thought it an unspoken rule). Nine people from an office might be occupying a table with 10 chairs, but that chair would quickly be taken by a solo diner. At lunch, the restaurant always had a long line waiting for seating.
Good things come from this sort of arrangement. Obviously, one will hear some interesting conversations and meet new people. Sometimes those new people become friends.
One day, a woman from the library asked if she might take an empty seat across from me. We enjoyed each other’s company that day, and often sat at the same table after that. A time came when this lady invited me to her folk singing society, a talented community group that doesn’t do publicity and is unknown to 99% of the population (though it’s been going strong since 1942). This group has been a rich and important part of my life now for nearly 25 years.
One day, a lunch companion and I are talking and the man at the end chair lowers the newspaper from his face to comment on something we said. To our surprise, we had sat down at a table occupied by the artist, Henry Faulkner. We geatly enjoyed the visit that followed and lingered over coffee so we could talk with him some more.
There’s a very good southern cooking, cafeteria-style lunch place in Decatur, Georgia (across the street from Agnes Scott College) where customers share tables. I’ve talked with some nice folk at these communal tables, and learned answers to dozens of Atlanta questions.
So, hooray for places with communal table sharing or communal seating, or whatever it’s called!
Yay! We have a taker!!!
You know why the restaurant on the moon had to close down…
(and Clothier moves into the final round with 100 points…)
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