Thursday, March 24, 2011

The General Store

I just found out that a restaurant in our neighborhood, The General Store, is closing its doors.

This is sad to me for two reasons:

A.  I really wanted to try some of their world-famous pie.
B.  I have good memories (ok, good memory singular) there. 

Several months ago I needed gum real bad.  REAL Bad.  But I was too lazy to drive to Giant or CVS (7 minutes away from our house), and the gas stations by our house don't have convenience stores, so I suggested to Blake, "Hey, let's try that General Store in our neighborhood.  I bet they have random convenience store things.  It is, after all, a general store, right?"

And so I walked in like a woman on a mission.  Like I said, I needed my gum fix. 

I noticed the people sitting at the tables with menus, and the man hovering by me that looked suspiciously like a waiter, but I kept going.  I walked all the way to the back of the buildling, through several rooms, and past numerous tables.  And.  No gum. 

Then the man who looked suspiciously like a waiter jogged after me and asked me if I would like a table.  That's when my suspicions were confirmed.  This was, in fact, a restaurant and not a general store as advertised. 

I contemplated ordering some pie, but instead walked out sheepishly while Blake held in a giggle. 

So.  I didn't end up with any gum that night, but I'll always have fond memories of The General Store.

1 comment:

  1. Hmmm... that name does sound confusing. It looks like a cute place.