Sunday, September 20, 2009

Growing Up at Hustons

Country cooking in country restaurants was just that. No fast food, no fancy cuisine, sometimes not even clean plates, but it was down-home cooking. I have no idea how long Hustons in Arcanum has been in existence. For as long as I can remember, we dined there on the same menu. As a child, I would stare back at the mounted animal heads and  fish that looked down on me, these creatures ornamenting the knotty pine walls.

The cook and cashier sat at the table drinking coffee and reading the newspaper until a customer came through the door. A well-used menu would be given to customers and a cup of over-brewed coffee. With each entree came three side dishes. The list was endless: cole slaw, mashed potatoes, green beans, lima beans, potato salad, applesauce, the list went on. Home cooked meals. The pie case full of homemade pies was at the front counter. Cherry, pecan, peach. Home cooked meals. Good farm cooking.

As I got older, I came to realize that Hustons was not so tidy, the wall creatures a little dusty and the dishes often mismatched, chipped and cracked, not so different from the people we were becoming. A little older, a few dings, yet full of memories. I miss those meals at Hustons. I miss the list of side dishes. Most of all I miss my family.


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1 comment:

Janet Rhoades said...

And to this very day, nothing has changed, Pam. The fish are still on the wall, the tables and chairs are the same. And I'll bet the menus are the same ones you used then. Come to Arcanum, it's still a quiet, little, midwestern town that has experienced few changes!