Ahhh, Jeff. The Mecca!
I grew up in KC, and my dad was a cop there, until he retired a few years ago. One of my favorite memories of childhood was when Dad would bering home a ham sandwich from Arthur Bryant’s. We’d unwrap the brown butcher paper, to find a huge stack of sweet ham, a few pickles, and a couple of pieces of white bread.
Can’t find that stuff here in the Puget Sound, now can you!
001 // Doug Felts // 12.01.2008 // 7:57 PM
Ahhh, Jeff. The Mecca! I grew up in KC, and my dad was a cop there, until he retired a few years ago. One of my favorite memories of childhood was when Dad would bering home a ham sandwich from Arthur Bryant’s. We’d unwrap the brown butcher paper, to find a huge stack of sweet ham, a few pickles, and a couple of pieces of white bread. Can’t find that stuff here in the Puget Sound, now can you!