Saturday, November 30, 2013

Here's the Story of an Aunt Named Pitty

Kitty Karry-All sayth there'th yankeeth in Atlanta.


Java Bean Rush said...

Ha! That made me laugh. Never saw the resemblance before.

We would always stop by Aunt Pitty Pat's Porch when in Atlanta. It's a lovely restaurant with (of course) Southern dishes, like Hopping John and Hoe Cakes.

Have you been there?

Joseph Crisalli said...

Yes! In fact, when I was a lad, we lived in Atlanta and my parents would take me there. My mother still uses cast iron skillets from Pittypat's to make Dutch Babies for us.