I quite miss home. (Especially the food.)
May 5, 2021 22:50:03 GMT -5
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Post by _FakeNews_ on May 5, 2021 22:50:03 GMT -5
Inola Oklahoma, its a pretty unremarkable place really. Twenty miles from anywhere, A population of about 2,000. Almost every one of them, good, hardworking folk. The type you will only find in the middle of nowhere.
Theres not much to do in Inola, its surrounded by pure countryside and farming land. But that doesn't stop the food service from making its way there.
I once wrote a short story titled ‘Greg and Lisa’s diner’ inspired by the song ‘Our town’ by James Taylor, about a man who ran a small diner all but forgotten by the world in the middle of nowhere. And thinking back to the times my friends and I biked down to Inola to get some food. I wasn’t far off the spirit of such a place, while the restaurants in Inola are fairly well attended. They all have that feeling, the one only a tiny truly family ran establishment can bring to the table, pun intended.
Some great places were in Inola, The Chow house was just good all around, Pops and Gigis made some of the most violently American hamburgers I’ve ever seen. Gregs Cafeteria somehow made a burger that looked, tasted, and felt fresh and healthy, even though the establishment would have made you think otherwise. And Home Country Cooking made some of the best southern breakfast food I’ve ever eaten in my life.
I’ve seen these places change hands, Pops and Gigis used to be Railway Café, Home Country Cooking switched ownership and turned into a Mexican restaurant. And the owner of The Chow House went bankrupt trying to run both a rodeo and a restaurant and sold them both. Chow house is now an authentic Mexican restaurant, selling some good street style tacos. But I’ll miss the original chow house.
Seeing these places change hands made me realize how easy it is for life to do a complete 180, this fact of life was further cemented by my recent move from my home of eleven years in middle of nowhere Oklahoma to a completely different environment in Pheonix Arizona.
The people here are nice and businesses are clean and professional, but it lacks the spirit that a small town establishment can bring. There is something to be said about the intimacy of such a place, the fact of the matter is that a business in a large city, especially a mid to high profit one, cannot value its customers as much as a hole-in-the-wall or small town business. They will always value their customers more.
The story ‘Greg and Lisa’s diner’ was originally inspired by a small diner near Tulsa, a tiny place, couldn’t have seated more than 20/30 people. At least that’s what I thought it was inspired by, thinking back. It was more inspired by the businesses in Inola.
The southern half of the united states gets a lot of hate for its political and moral beliefs, but in all honesty. The people there are probably the nicest in the country, this is reflected in their businesses, and in their lives. In conclusion.
I quite miss home.
Theres not much to do in Inola, its surrounded by pure countryside and farming land. But that doesn't stop the food service from making its way there.
I once wrote a short story titled ‘Greg and Lisa’s diner’ inspired by the song ‘Our town’ by James Taylor, about a man who ran a small diner all but forgotten by the world in the middle of nowhere. And thinking back to the times my friends and I biked down to Inola to get some food. I wasn’t far off the spirit of such a place, while the restaurants in Inola are fairly well attended. They all have that feeling, the one only a tiny truly family ran establishment can bring to the table, pun intended.
Some great places were in Inola, The Chow house was just good all around, Pops and Gigis made some of the most violently American hamburgers I’ve ever seen. Gregs Cafeteria somehow made a burger that looked, tasted, and felt fresh and healthy, even though the establishment would have made you think otherwise. And Home Country Cooking made some of the best southern breakfast food I’ve ever eaten in my life.
I’ve seen these places change hands, Pops and Gigis used to be Railway Café, Home Country Cooking switched ownership and turned into a Mexican restaurant. And the owner of The Chow House went bankrupt trying to run both a rodeo and a restaurant and sold them both. Chow house is now an authentic Mexican restaurant, selling some good street style tacos. But I’ll miss the original chow house.
Seeing these places change hands made me realize how easy it is for life to do a complete 180, this fact of life was further cemented by my recent move from my home of eleven years in middle of nowhere Oklahoma to a completely different environment in Pheonix Arizona.
The people here are nice and businesses are clean and professional, but it lacks the spirit that a small town establishment can bring. There is something to be said about the intimacy of such a place, the fact of the matter is that a business in a large city, especially a mid to high profit one, cannot value its customers as much as a hole-in-the-wall or small town business. They will always value their customers more.
The story ‘Greg and Lisa’s diner’ was originally inspired by a small diner near Tulsa, a tiny place, couldn’t have seated more than 20/30 people. At least that’s what I thought it was inspired by, thinking back. It was more inspired by the businesses in Inola.
The southern half of the united states gets a lot of hate for its political and moral beliefs, but in all honesty. The people there are probably the nicest in the country, this is reflected in their businesses, and in their lives. In conclusion.
I quite miss home.
