Topic: Pour House Cafe
By Larry Dunlap | March 23, 2007 |
I walked into The Pour House Cafe this morning and looked around for Leonard. I have been busy lately and haven’t seen him around. To tell the truth I have been hoping I wouldn’t run into him after our last time together when he showed me his song in progress about indoor toilets.
I strolled over to the round table in the corner and the usual crowd was there. Jelly, my big buddy, smiled and said, “Have a seat, Preacher, sit down and tell us something.”
I looked around the table and said my “how do’s ” to the two other fellows seated there.
“Well, Elvis, ” I said to the short, bald man directly in front of me.
“How’s your wife doing?” His wife had been sick with the flu.
Elvis was named Elvis about the time the other Elvis was in Jr. High. The name was all that they shared. He was short, bald and couldn’t carry a tune if it had handles on it. «Read the rest of this article»
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By Larry Dunlap | August 31, 2006 |

The Pour House Café is your typical small town café you find in most every little town in the U.S. The once white frame building sits on the corner of highway 41A and Slipknot Road. It is the place where problems are solved, gossip is started and grease is consumed.
Square foot for square foot more characters eat here than most any place south of Mayberry.
Things were busy at the Cafe Sunday. «Read the rest of this article»
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