GOIN' TO ALABAMA WITH A NAPKIN ON MY KNEE

Back to Birmingham . . . Chapter III. So you know what that means.

My quest for Southern vittles continues. This time I did my own research, conducted my own due diligence. Dropped hints, asked questions. And hopefully I've found what I'm looking for. If all goes as planned, tonight's dinner will be in this 50 year-old truck-stop/family joint that serves its food mostly cafeteria style. I have no idea what this is, but Southerners among us should know: Meat & Three on the menu. Ten types of "meat" to choose from; lots of "vegetables" as sides.

And apparently mac & cheese qualifies as a veggie, so I think I'm in good hands. I can all but taste that country-fried steak with cream gravy in my belly as we speak. Good health and low cholesterol probably ain't up on the chalkboard for tonight's dinner.

(Oh yeah . . . as you'd expect, there is some work to do as well. Some. But who wants to hear about that, right? That's what the plane ride's for.)

Report forthcoming when I return.