The Brick Wall #ThursdayDoors

This restaurant isn’t in Corydon, but it’s in Georgetown, Indiana, not far away. The cooking is so good and the service is so friendly, it’s always a pleasure to go there.

The door is boring, though.

Selfie.

The door to the kitchen, though: swinging doors, which I love. Watched too many Westerns as a kid, prolly.

The door to the Necessary Offices are swinging ones, too.

What’s all that scribble-scrobble, you say? You mean like this?

Patrons are invited to write their names on the — you guessed it — the brick wall. Here’s a close-up of the sign.

In case you’re wondering, I had a roasted red pepper and gouda soup, and half a some kinda sammich.

This post is part of Norm Frampton’s Thursday Doors link-up. Go look at Norman’s fabulous door photos, click on the blue frog link, and see who else is sharing doorscursions.

A WRITING PROMPT FOR YOU: A character meets a group of friends for a meal.

MA

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One thought on “The Brick Wall #ThursdayDoors

  1. Joey

    April 27, 2017 at 8:47am

    Roasted red pepper and gouda soup?!? *stomach growls* Was the sammich toasted? Must I always eat before I come here? I’m still on coffee.
    My townhouse had swinging saloon doors on the living room side, and I LOVED THEM. But, I hasten to add that about a month after I moved in, I used the pins that hold them back. One doesn’t always like to be beaten as she crosses the threshold. It gets old surprisingly quick. But aesthetically, they are the cat’s meow.

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      Marian Allen

      April 27, 2017 at 8:51am

      LOL! I’m pretty sure the sammich was toasted. I fink it was a club sammich. Whatever it was, it was good. When I was younger, so much younger than today, one of my uncles and his second wife had swinging saloon doors between their kitchen and living room. I loved going through them. If I heard, “Stop that!” once, I must have heard it a million times. 😀

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  2. janet

    April 27, 2017 at 10:42am

    All my comments flew from my head when I read about the soup! Delish! OK, let’s see. Ah, yes, swinging doors remind me of Westerns, too. 🙂 I can see we both had great childhoods from that point of view. While waiting for the post to load, I saw the title and of course, what flew into my head was Pink Floyd’s “Another Brick in the Wall.” 🙂

    janet

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      Marian Allen

      April 27, 2017 at 10:57am

      Of course you thought of PF! I’ve been singin’ that ever since we decided to meet there. 😀

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  3. Dan Antion

    April 27, 2017 at 12:53pm

    When you have good food and good service, you can lower the bar on the doors. Plus, swinging doors win over everything else. Of course, Now I have Pink Floyd stuck in my head, but that’s not so bad either.

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      Marian Allen

      April 28, 2017 at 8:32am

      Yep, yep, yep. The interior doors passed the test, and let me recommend the food and service! 🙂

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  4. Norm 2.0

    April 27, 2017 at 6:45pm

    Swinging doors always make me think of old Hollywood westerns – the only thing missing in your pics is a wild west sheriff and a bad guy gunslinger 🙂

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      Marian Allen

      April 28, 2017 at 8:33am

      I know! I kept waiting for Black Bart to swagger in and start a bar fight!

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  5. Deborah

    April 27, 2017 at 8:50pm

    I like the second set of swinging doors, and your soup and service sounded amazing!

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      Marian Allen

      April 28, 2017 at 8:36am

      Yes, that second set wins, for sure! And the soup was superlative. There were about 15 of us there, and the kitchen staff had all of us served within two minutes of one another. I thought that was astounding. Whoever was back there apparently had the knack of planning multiple plates as to what was supposed to be served cold, what held heat longest, etc., so all the plates could come out almost simultaneously with all the food at the proper temperature. It’s like a superpower!

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  6. Note to Traveler

    April 27, 2017 at 11:08pm

    Who cares if the door is boring as long as the food is good!
    Donna

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  7. Gordon

    April 30, 2017 at 8:14pm

    Nice post, Marian! What a slick marketing concept, signing the brick wall, and then telling patrons that the spcace is limited so if your name was erased please re-sign another brick – means you have to return (often) to see if your name was removed so you can re-sign another brick, again! 😉

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      Marian Allen

      May 1, 2017 at 8:00am

      It is pretty slick, but they’re not slickers, so I think it’s just by chance. People return often because the food and service are so good. 🙂

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