Pig-a-Poole-ooza Part 3

Meet Porky.

Hi.

Hi.

I didn’t choose that name for him. It’s really his name. See?

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 Porky is Poole’s Bar-B-Q resident mechanical pig. He hangs out near the door, atop the pig-stamped concrete floor, greeting customers and bidding them farewell until next time. I have no idea if he actually works anymore–for some reason Husband wasn’t keen on trying it out.

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You may have noticed these colored pigs in the previous post. They are all over the property outside the restaurant.

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No, really. They are.

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I don’t know what one must to do get one’s name on a colored pig: we didn’t go in and talk to anyone. Poole’s was our sixth bbq stop of the day, and by that point even I was a little tired . I’d love to interview Colonel Poole some day. (He’s a Kentucky Colonel, which–for you poor souls who don’t know what that means because you haven’t been blessed by living in the Bluegrass state–is a designation granted by the governor of Kentucky.)

All of this and we’re still not done at Poole’s! Come back tomorrow for the final post!

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2 comments

  1. maybe the names are just for visitors – at a restaurant at the ga/tn border it’s customary to write your name on a dollar bill and they cover the walls.

  2. Pingback: Pig-a-Poole-ooza: The Thrilling Conclusion! | Swine Signs


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