Under the sprawling shady boughs of an old tree across from the Old School Cafe, find a couple benches huddling together, simply anxious to be lunched upon. Sit a spell, escape the noonday sun and spread out your lunch as cars crunch across the gravel parking lot in front of the Cafe. Ham and cheese. Potato chips. Sun drop. A cloth napkin. Ahhhh...
This lunchspot features Sanctioned Seating
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