Always my first stop after the traffic lights on the highway! And the aroma of that liquid ebony essence emanates from the building when they're roasting: draws you in like a siren's song. Needed a bite this stop. Soup to die for: baked potato with ALL the fixin's (ok, a sprinkle of fresh chives would have been the capper)
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