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Sunday, December 22, 2013

#4 is histoire

Weis Markets went and ripped down the former Franklin's Family Restaurant in Dallas.



I did a tour there in 1983. Being that the ownership of Franklin's lived up on the hill a ways, and being that most of the employees were tributes, I went over like a DEA agent in a stash house. Blunt, crude, theatrical and driven by company policy---no exceptions.

I'll never forget sitting in the "Blue Room," both Wifey and I enjoying our dinner when then-toddler Peace decided to stick her fork in an electrical socket.

Once upon a time, Franklin's ruled: "Quality food, quality service in a clean environment."

The big boxes rule over commerce now.

Enjoy your microwaved pig slop.


Buh-bye

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