I and others are going to Cracker Barrel for Thanksgiving. Wonderful people, wonderful food, and you don't have to do dishes. (But no leftovers!)
When this Yankee first came to Florida, I thought the name of this place came from that barrel, which must have been full of crackers. Only after learning some of the local lingo, I realised that the cracker may be the old guy in the chair next to the barrel.
At least I'm not going to this place.
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