The Seventies weren't good for most, but in some cases they were particularly cruel.
Let the hyperbole begin: "The finest restaurant in the Mammoth Cave National Park area. Delicious Food, Courteous Service, Delightful Atmosphere - Dinner Music - Air Conditioned - Seating Capacity 180 persons - Featuring our own Hickory Smoked Kentucky Cured Country Ham, Hot Biscuits and Black Cherry Preserves. Glassware and Gift Shop."
Glassware! Because everyone likes to spent the rest of the vacation thinking about that piece of crystal wrapped in newspaper, rolling around in the trunk between the suitcases. Glassware! The most accursed of all souvenirs. You can't throw it away. Even if you inherit it. Because it's heavy, and somehow that means something. |
