5Meat eaters line up for the prime rib served in this dark unpretentious spot with an old-school feel. Be ready to step back in time when the cheesey food arrives with the bread stix and the lettuce...
An area tradition. The pizzameister with flour on his apron and sauce in his beard resembles an Appalachian baking deity-- and for good reason. He sold the place to his daughter, but still works there two nights a week. The taste is down-home divine.