tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post6681399424532000816..comments2023-11-10T04:17:00.492-05:00Comments on View From The Porch: Famous Landmarks...Tamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07285540310465422476noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-58825727179695786922014-07-10T11:07:24.660-04:002014-07-10T11:07:24.660-04:00Yep. Staghounds beat me to it.
I used to drive p...Yep. Staghounds beat me to it.<br /><br />I used to drive past <i>El Pollo Grande</i> near the beginning (northbound, or near the end southbound) of a very long commute to a high-stress job during my Experiment in Country Living (tm).<br /><br />I had recurring nightmares about <i>El Pollo</i> tearing loose from its KFC moorings and rampaging up and down Cobb Parkway a la Godzilla. The soundtrack was in Spanish, too.<br /><br />It usually ended with the reservists at NAS Atlanta finding a few warshots for their A-model Hornets and blowing <i>El Pollo</i> to scrap metal.rocinante2noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-375263542874415062014-07-08T10:21:22.493-04:002014-07-08T10:21:22.493-04:00Staghounds: Yes.
27+ years married, so far.Staghounds: Yes.<br /><br />27+ years married, so far.mikeenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-81063205031930016482014-07-08T06:54:24.579-04:002014-07-08T06:54:24.579-04:00My Wife had to explain what she was telling me 3 t...My Wife had to explain what she was telling me 3 times. "What do you mean the Big Chicken?", was my question. Then I saw it. I felt underwhelmed, stupid, and very deaf.Charles Lee Scudderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07676996971004586652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-3248455853298812222014-07-07T16:16:47.972-04:002014-07-07T16:16:47.972-04:00mikee, I have rather fond memories of passing by t...mikee, I have rather fond memories of passing by the Giant Peach.Borepatchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05029434172945099693noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-28556720252869559572014-07-07T15:36:58.417-04:002014-07-07T15:36:58.417-04:00I remember the first time I saw the big chicken I ...I remember the first time I saw the big chicken I couldn't believe that this was the thing everyone was talking about. (Obviously not a native)I'm Charliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00336142501604332674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-18436908023130932682014-07-07T15:16:49.740-04:002014-07-07T15:16:49.740-04:00I remember a giant chicken at the Pulaski, TN exit...I remember a giant chicken at the Pulaski, TN exit off I65. It was in front of the truck stop and besides being 12 feet tall sported a chef's hat and held a spatula under one wing. All this was next door to an establishment that rejoiced in the name The Boobie Bungalow. Critterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04452486400885521156noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-54524159571829191702014-07-07T14:04:10.011-04:002014-07-07T14:04:10.011-04:00For me, if you were out near the Big Chicken, you&...For me, if you were out near the Big Chicken, you'd gone too far. :)Toddhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08008437088038761598noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-8746103886801221732014-07-07T12:52:43.293-04:002014-07-07T12:52:43.293-04:00I suspect one will hear "pollo grande" m...I suspect one will hear "pollo grande" more often in East Cobb.<br /><br />And Mikee, do you mean geography, or like some gigantic cement cracker version of a Chinese medicine doll? staghoundshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05976667812875074135noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-38495144373155056672014-07-07T11:08:35.078-04:002014-07-07T11:08:35.078-04:00I'm Charlie,
When I lived there, nobody actua...I'm Charlie,<br /><br />When I lived there, nobody actually called it that, either, but we also still had senses of humor. ;)Tamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07285540310465422476noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-70983074956047776212014-07-07T10:02:22.756-04:002014-07-07T10:02:22.756-04:00I've seen a fair bit of US-41, but not the par...I've seen a fair bit of US-41, but not the part with the Big Chicken on it.<br /><br />(The part of US-41 I remember the best bore the names "College Avenue", "Townsend Drive", and a couple of other names...all within the space of 5 miles. And within an hour, we could get to the spot where you couldn't go any further North on Highway 41.)<br /><br />I never did get the chance to ride the entire length of US-41. Which would take a while, but would be fun.SJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12043843405366080460noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-65808082807180202832014-07-07T09:56:29.538-04:002014-07-07T09:56:29.538-04:00That reminds me. I still have a mug for you from B...That reminds me. I still have a mug for you from Borepatch. Moved it to VA and everything...Jay Ghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11085873775096542015noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-40029952365014679292014-07-07T09:32:16.210-04:002014-07-07T09:32:16.210-04:00Reminds me of a time when I was visiting at a plac...Reminds me of a time when I was visiting at a place near Miami and it was just on Hwy 276. I remarked to the manager that my house was 100 ft away from Hwy 276 in North Carolina, so I could take that road back home if I didn't mind stopping at a few thousand traffic lights.Roberthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02996122023499439670noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-46211728393591774802014-07-07T09:28:31.471-04:002014-07-07T09:28:31.471-04:00I am a denizen of East Cobb and I don't recall...I am a denizen of East Cobb and I don't recall hearing it referred to quite that snootily. Perhaps I do not rub shoulders with the right East Cobb Snobs. It must be the guns and the cheap beer.I'm Charliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00336142501604332674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15907727.post-91473157411472643642014-07-07T09:10:32.621-04:002014-07-07T09:10:32.621-04:00Gotta love landmarks.
Around here, a certain inte...Gotta love landmarks.<br /><br />Around here, a certain intersection of state roads was never called, "crossroads of 150 & 107" in decades. For years it was, "You know where Everett Brown sells corn?" Then he passed away, and it became, "You know where the barn is where Everett Brown used to sell corn?". Later the barn got torn down, and then of course it was, "You know where the barn used to be where Everett Brown used to sell corn?"<br /><br />Two years ago, a new farmer put up a farm stand...now it's the corner where Andre sells corn. <br />My nephew works for him. Good stuff. <br /><br />Thus the cycle continues.Ancient Woodsmannoreply@blogger.com