Oour way home from picking up the Corvette (details later) in Clarksville, TN, we intended to eat mexican. We took a shortcut which took us out of Clarksville and past the recommended mexican place. Hee. No problemo. I had spotted a couple of BBQ places on the way down.
Right about the TN-KY state line, Nancy got a call which she couldn’t answer. She commented that she had been having trouble answering calls and figured she had messed up a setting. She reckoned she would have to spend the morning with her ATT buds.
In the greater Elkton, Guthrie, KY area we came upon Tiny Town Red Top BBQ. It is a great sign when they have a rick of hardwood, two big catering trucks, and an antique tractor made into a humongous portable pit.
The fact that this was a cute little place and well cared for was a little off-putting. But it was OK, because when you have a huge catering business, having a cute little place with clean floors, matching booths, and no visible grease is a luxury most mom-and-pops can’t afford.
I suggested Nancy take her phone inside and see if she couldn’t figure what was wrong.
After we placed our orders for two pulled pork platters, sides of beans and slaw for me – green beans and hash brown casserole for Nancy) we sat down.
The order-taker, order-preparer, cashier (one person) asked how we liked our Blackberry because she used to have one. We told her our problem and I asked if she would mind taking a look.
After she prepared orders, she sat down in a booth and in two minutes handed the phone back to Nancy and called her. It worked.
I don’t know if she was single, but if she would put in her eHarmony.com profile: can prepare BBQ and fix Blackberry, she would be indundated with proposals.
BTW: You can never get bad BBQ in rural Kentucky or Tennessee. Never.
