Over 60 years in business and still cranking out the deep-fried onion rings, The Beacon restaurant in Spartanburg offers something called “a-plenty,” its version of super-sizing. (You can read the menu here.) Many years have passed since my only visit, but I do remember ordering something or other “-a-plenty,” because that had been the point […]
I decided to major in history midway through college because the classes were within easy walking distance of my dorm. Simple as that. And by the time I graduated, whether owing to the baseness of my motives or something to do with the courses themselves, what had begun as a mild interest in antiquity had […]
There’s an independently-owned hardware store in Columbia where I used to go when I needed expert advice. The selection was small, the prices were high and the proprietor, who looked remarkably like Willie Nelson, was in a perpetually bad mood. If I didn’t need advice, I jolly well went to the big box store, but […]
