A blog that used to chronicle my Philadelphia eating life, then life working on a sheep farm in the PNW, and now life in rural Virginia.
Saturday, January 12, 2008
Proving Exploded Viewer Partially Correct
Yesterday my parents and I went to Smokin' B's Barbeque in Monteagle. This was largely due to my father's jealousy of my mother's and mine bbq luncheon in Tullahoma. This time I had the pulled pork sandwich and shared some fried okra. Since I did not have this same dish in Tullahoma I can't compare them...but my mother could and the Tullahoma sandwich was better, says she.
Next door to the barbeque join was Lucky Health Spa. The parents told me it was a whorehouse. A student wrote a piece about it in the university paper, I guess, and said they went in and there were a lot of middle-aged Asian women there. Now that doesn't necessarily mean whorehouse...but the fact that all the shades were drawn and that area of Monteagle is prime truck-stop territory, well, I guess I believe it.
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