It was located in the Post Office alley. This was a traditional Southern restaurant with white tablecloths, cloth napkins, and waiters that wore white jackets. This was the type of place that knew the regulars by name and where you could press the buzzer by the door as you left to show the cooks your appreciation. And they had rhubarb pie. You don't find that at too many places.
Scott Poupard
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