On the road again. Had a great meal yesterday
at the Pig-N-Whistle.
Story goes... that back in England, way back
when, signs used to be simple so folks that
couldn't read would be able to understand.
Hence, pig meant that "meat" was being served.
And whistle was a way to refer to your throat,
thus stop in and "wet your whistle".
Well, here we are in modern day times
ready to quench our thirst and stop our
rumbling stomachs. Chris had the catfish
special, along with white beans and coleslaw,
and I had the BBQ special with baked beans
and coleslaw. Good eats!
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