Somewhere off an I-75 Exit heading toward Bristol in East Tennessee is Sweet Lips Diner. Everything is homemade. Take a look at the sign--then the diner itself. The next thunderstorm might take them out. Isn't that what we love about anything rural? It's homemade, down to earth and closer to what makes us human. Imagine seeing this sign and restaurant next to a mall! Everything there is pressed out of cookie-cutter plastics--all the same construction and signs as if painted by number. Seen one, seen them all. Not at Sweet Lips Diner! They are serving up authentic, genuine, the for-real--as well as some food. What is it we really hunger for--and that's where we ought to pull off the road and feast.
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