Charlotte has a terrific restaurant near Bank of America Stadium(where your Carolina Panthers whip people's asses) called The Coffee Cup. This morning I met an old friend there. I got there at 8:00, walked in and there were about 25 people inside. I was one of the two white people in there. This is typical, it's a black owned venue that has been around since the 50's, and part of the reason I enjoy going there. People say that Price's Chicken Coop is the best fried chicken in Charlotte, but you need to drive about a mile the Coffee Cup and try theirs. It's my personal favorite. I didn't get chicken and waffles, but I did get some cheese on my grits. Oh, my!
Update-3:47 pm -- I am a relatively healthy eater. Since my dad's had two heart attacks, my grandmother has three or four stents, my dad's parents both died young of heart problems, I figure eating well is the right thing to do. So when I eat two pieces of bacon, grits with cheese, and two eggs, I feel like shit. Today I feel horrible. I didn't even eat lunch.
5 comments:
So this is what it's like inside your head. Hmm, roomy place! :)
Miss you... and the fried chicken!
Did you hear about the Coffee Cup's new promotion? Free Lipitor with any meal.
Tell Gardine I said hello and that I haven't found anything like the Cup in ATL.
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