We stopped for supper last night in a small Middle Tennessee town. The diner was decorated with 20th century CocaCola memoribilia. Most of the men eating there were wearing their hat, so I kept mine on too. There were lots of blue jeans and facial hair, and plenty of boots and work shoes. There were a couple of 300 pounders present and some of the men were big too. The menu was extensive with lots of fish, chicken and beef. I had a philly steak sandwich and the three ladies with me had fish. There were several children present including a set of twins about a year old. Almost all of the kids came in with grandparents. One of the two waitresses was pregnant, and the owner had a goatee. The music was country.

If you like atmosphere, you would like this place. The food wasn't bad, but I got sick. I really thing it was some pudding I ate a couple of hours latter.
Howard