Cracked Barrel, Addams Family Style
Arrived at a rather desolate version of this well known eating establishment while traveling back to Indiana. The place was rather empty for a Saturday night. Most of the employees sitting on the back step were hanging out. Might have been Uncle Fester’s kin. An episode of Courage the cowardly dog could have been filmed here. Why yes something creepy was afoot. Once inside and walking up to the “greeting station” was a family that looked like have been waiting till their tongues were hanging impatiently staring for someone to let them in. We joined in behind like the unsuspecting fools we were. Then, appearing out of nowhere was a man the likes of Lurch from the Addams Family, yet a 90 year old version with one foot on deaths door. No words were spoken, not even “you rang”. I’ve seen more welcoming faces on a bottle of arsenic. Slowly he guided us to a table like this was our last meal. Our waitress soon arrived handing...