My friend, Lee (RIP,) knew all the mom and pop places around here and preferred them, In fact, when in McKinney, (Texas) or close enough to it, we would eat a good lunch on Fridays at the Bill Smith Cafe, open for breakfast and lunch. Back around the turn of the century, It would cost about 6 something for a meat, 3 sides, endless rolls and ice tea. So, for about 7 dollars to include a tip, you could eat yourself into a stupor.
We would go back to work (electrical remodel on a school) and Lee would say, "I feel full and totally useless."
I would ask, "How do we tell the difference between now and before lunch?"
Can you feel the love in the room? We were good friends. His right hand was missing half of the index finger (an accident just like Tony Iommi from Black Sabbath.) On that hand, he could count the number of people he knew from work who could be invited to his house and family functions. I could be counted on that hand.