Any
reason, no matter how inconsequential, is eagerly seized
upon as an excuse to leave the office and head for the
plant because on the way we get to visit a real piece
of rural Americana - the Orlinda General Store.
Yep,
they still exist here in the South to provide one-stop
shopping for their patrons, anything from Goody's Headache
Powders to Bush"s Best Black-eyed Peas. Their food
is good, too. Our favorite meal is sausage, eggs, grits,
biscuits and coffee at those neat wooden picnic tables
at the rear of the store. There is something about the
country air which whets the appetite. So we always top
off our hearty vittles(sic) with a Hoo and a Pie. Betcha
you Yankees don't know what those are.

Some
of the regulars. The gent wearing cut-offs is His Honor,
the Mayor of Orlinda.