Al "Mr. Mayor"; Dearfolk,
Now that this thread has returned to the menu board and it is in sight and in mind, I find your kind comments regards my writings herein, and must - in kind - reply.
Colonel Sanders (an honorary Kentucky Colonel, by the way!) was adept at running a decent roadside restaurant. My family stopped there on U. S. 25 in Corbin, Ky. when I was little-bitty: I still remember the place clearly! It was a landmark to them as far back as roughly 1935, or whenever they first stopped there.
As for literary references to my prattle, the writer most people seem to compare me to - at least locally - is either Jack Kerouac or Richard Brautigan. While I appreciate the thought, I remember that both of them drank themselves to death: I truly, truly enjoy good drink, but my doctor tells me that my liver is in fine shape - because I drink good drink, not cheap stuff. For example, Icehouse may be "micro-brewed" by Plank Road Brewery, but it is actually made by Miller in vast quantities and does not appeal to me as anything but something wet if I am desperately thirsty and water is not an option. Give me an India Brown Ale at Copper Creek Brewing anytime!
I always try to write something useful and/or meaningful when I saunter by here, but by now I am getting lightyears away from the topic at hand... sweet potatoes. Beam me home, Scotty.
The best sweet potato I ever had in a restaurant was at Country's Barbecue on Broadway (in the converted Greyhound bus depot) downtown in Columbus, Georgia. With a plate there, one sidedish option is a baked potato; another is a baked yam! I chose the yam, and the waitress stood there and watched me with great interest as I s-l-o-w-l-y ate it, purring all the while. This yam option in and of itself is enough for me to give Country's downtown location a glowing recommendation; the 'cue is excellent and the sauce is the Columbus standard: mustard-based(!), as the town was settled en masse in 1828 by displaced South Carolineans! Obviously mustard sauce in S. C. predates that!!
Elsewhere I'll mention another Colusmbus specialty, The Scrambled Dog... but not here. I've rambled enough.
Al, Mr. Mayor, thank you for your reassurance. I'll keep trying to contribute worthwhile ramblings and mutterings and musings as the roads - and meals - unwind.
Unhungrily (At The Moment; But Subject To Change!), Ort. Carlton in Athens, Georgia.