THRASHER'S GROCERY............an account of a trip into Normaltown,GA..............

The irony of the name given to Normaltown(a small suburban section of Athens,Georgia) is not lost on me...............i have the experience to prove it.........and it's one fucking weird experience...........i cherish it to this day...........

Back in the early 90's, i was actively pursuing music with the intent of conquering the world(news at 11, that shit aint never gonna happen).........i was living in Augusta back then.........however, i had joined a band of Augusta expatriates living in Athens called DEBT OF NATURE.........an extremely psychedelic band, DON was given to partaking in the sorts of substances a band of that nature got all giddy over and what not...........long story short..........after a full night of reveling in the majesty of weirdo music on the stereo(i'm sure DINOSAUR JR's album YOU'RE LIVING ALL OVER ME and a viewing of PINK FLOYD live at Pompei were involved) we decided to visit THRASHER'S GROCERY in Normaltown...........it was 7am at this point and breakfast was in order.........and as i was informed, THRASHER'S served a mean biscuit............

This supposed grocery was set in the middle of a neighborhood of shotgun houses, rundown and with multiple broken down cars and trucks a requirement on the lawns.......as we walked in, i noticed a kid sitting on the porch of the neighboring house.........he was a dead ringer for the banjo playing mongoloid in DELIVERANCE..........stepping into this place, i realized it was a grocery store in name only...........the shelves were lined with industrial sized jars of mustard and pickles...........not much else...........but there was a glass meat counter.........behind the counter, was a woman with no teeth and a mole the size of Alaska with a hair the length of the Alaskan pipeline jutting jauntily from said mole.........keep in mind,i'm completely fucked up here on powerful psychedelics.........i thought i'd stepped into an alternate universe.........this woman took our orders for bacon,egg and cheese biscuits........she passed the orders through a window to the kitchen to a hairless lady with an equal tooth deficit.......they passed out the biscuits through the window of toothless ladies........the biscuits were the size of dinner plates and delicious..........

The kicker came when the DELIVERANCE kid came in from next door...........he walked up the meat counter(this is 7:30am mind you)..........he had a paper grocery sack in his hands..........he promptly states to the mole lady..........."pounda lard"........she regards him briefly, recahes into the meatcase and pulls out a white chunk of animal fat and replies........."pounda lard".........she reaches over the meatcase and drops the animal fat into the sack........transaction completed, DELIVERANCE boy walks out of the "grocery"...........

My mind=completely fucked............

That a was fun experience...........i enjoyed the biscuit.........

Rock it like you can appreciate the odd...........eat the whole fucking gigantic biscuit.......

Stak