I had to know if it's my taste buds going South, or the food around here really sucks. So I went to one of my favorites today to find out.

I don't know what's better, the catfish at Legends Express, or the lady that works the front counter. I've eaten here for years and Teresa and I are now on a first name basis.

I asked how old she was and she's in her mid fifties, just like the younger people I know around me. The way this town works, she probably knows my born and raised here neighbor, Daniel...

The catfish, fried okra and potato salad were great. They were just getting going this morning so the fish was hot and fresh.

There was a grumpy biker type dude, wearing a headband at the counter when I walked in. As I was getting my order he stormed back in and said his mac and cheese was cold. Ok, Legends Brisketville, he was right, sometimes your sides are on the cool side, especially with drive-through.

Teresa, fix this!