Recently the opportunity was readily available to take in a fine culinary establishment in Pike County, Alabama. This dive is located just outside some of the better populated cities in this county known for the famous peanut butter festival celebrated annually in October. Also home to a mill that opened in 1928 that produces millions of jars of peanut butter each year.
I don’t know about you, but peanut butter could be one of Alabama’s cultural icons of recognition across the state. Alabama State Hall of Fame = Peanut Butter
Who doesn’t love peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, peanut butter between saltine crackers, peanut butter and banana sandwiches, chocolate covered peanut butter balls, peanut butter cake, peanut butter cookies, or Reese’s Cups filled with peanut butter?
As we pulled up to this well reputable establishment, the parking lot resembled that of a busy shopping center at five a.m. on black Friday. The cars were backed up almost into the busy highway 231. A red light positioned in front of this diner may be needed in order to direct the amount of incoming and outgoing business.
After securing a spot for the vehicle to rest while we are stuffing our guts, we realize the line of patrons waiting for a table is also backed up outside the building itself. But just as you thought the wait would be a major inconvenience, the friendly staff rushed us into a six seater of a table with the speed of light.
The smell of home cooked soul food must’ve clouded the area around the restaurant for miles. The creation of some kind of fried chicken Forcefield would create a trance for the citizens of surrounding areas that they couldn’t resist traveling just outside the city limits to get a taste of what closely resembled grandma’s cooking.
The dumplings tasted just as if they were prepared in a small kitchen that our ancestors sweated in for hours preparing for the Sunday family crowd that often favored a family reunion. The other vegetables tasted as if they had been picked and washed at the break of dawn earlier that morning. The sweet tea never fell below a quarter of glass. That syrupy goodness makes you wonder how northerners have lived an entire lifetime without experiencing this sugary goodness.
Do you see your neighbor as valuable? From the time the door opened until it hit me on the rear on the way out these people made you feel as if you were a guest at their table on Thanksgiving Day. In the fast paced society we live in often times even if the food is above average the service that accompanies those groceries is less than desired. This café breaks the mold of “service with a smile.”
People (including the younger generation) are still good hearted. With a little more effort, the experience at this local eatery was something to write home about. Compared to other establishments with similar food that obviously aren’t trained in the same matter could result in a failing business.
Today you are either bearing fruit that will bring those around you closer to the kingdom of God or you are pushing people further away from his love.
Those people that run and operate “Sisters” near Troy must be full of the fruit of Christ. The staff treats you as if there is only one table and you are the center of attention. Thus making you want to come back over and over.
We could learn a lot from an eating house in rural Pike County.