Cookie and I were on our way back from a dear friends memorial service in Blountstown when we stopped at Crow's gat station...
This rocked my socks!
The story the clerk told about the signs origin was perfectly fitting to the sign itself.
Apparently one of the usual delivery drivers was bringing in his last order to the station and wasn't going to be coming by regularly anymore. He took the standard "Boiled Eggs" sign down without a word, went to his truck and returned with this gem..."Boneless Chicken"
"There." said the delivery driver "Now you'll sell more eggs."
I adore North Florida...there's no other place like it.
Xxx,
Cola
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