OK...I was born and raised in this little town. From the time I was 4 years old (not saying how long ago that was...but believe me...more then a few decades ago..!) and my Great Aunt Alice would take me there to meet up with my other Aunts I felt right at home. Remembering the times my dad would bring home " a Spot burber( no...that is how I pronounced it...) when ever I was sick. Mustard and pickle only with a malted. To this day when I don't feel well I crave this morsel. I remember when it was all arranged differently inside AND the car hops outback. This was THE place that the teens of my day gathered after a date at the teen center. Sadly they are gone now and the interior is different. During a weekend I was home for the 45th Class reunion of the class of '67, my husband, brother and his wife joined us there for lunch. The pies are still good! (Pecan is the best!) ...the burber's (lol) tasty and oh, yes, the breaded pork tenderloins still available. My mom's favorite, as I remember was the shredded pork sandwich..with just a big ol' slice of onion and "extra broth, please". So little time and so little tummy room! Good food for a good price added with a dash of fond memories adds up to us always stopping in The Spot when we are in town.