Tales from the Pour House Cafe
Stories of life and calamity in a small southern town
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Monday afternoon was slow at the café. Most people were out working in their yards or shopping. The few people there were at the round table known affectionately as the “Liar’s Table.”
As I walked in the door I was greeted by the faithful locals at the table.
“Hey, Preacher, what’s that following you?”
The man asking the question was my 300 pound friend, Jelly. Alfred Whitmore was his real name but at 300 pounds you can figure out why they called him Jelly. Plus, he didn’t like the name, Alfred.
I turned around just in time to see Leonard coming in the door behind me.
“Well, Jelly,” I said, “This is my bodyguard. He does all my heavy fighting for me.”
“You’re so right, Preacher,” Leonard said, picking up on the joke. “And a better bodyguard you couldn’t have. “
He held up his hands before the group and in a grave and serious voice said, “Yes, sir, a fellow can get whatever he’s looking for. This left one I call Music and this right one I call Mayhem. Music or Mayhem, harmony or horror, anything a body wants.”
About that time, Edith our waitress showed up. She looked Leonard up and down and said, “Well, Leonard, in my left hand is a pot, I call it coff ee. In my right one is a pitcher, I call it tea. Hot or cold what’ll it be? And make up your mind I’m in a hurry.”
Leonard grinned sheepishly and pointed with Mayhem. “I reckon I’ll have tea, if that’s alright?”
Edith poured the tea and left the table with a “humph.”
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About the Book
The wackiest characters this side of Mayberry stumble through misadventures with Southern wit and audacity. Leonard, Elvis, and Jelly, the main characters, find themselves in one catastrophe after another; a holdup, a pickle eating contest, a giant snake and the capture of a Chinese troll as well as the ordinary problems of life. The stories are told by the Preacher who is the narrator. Kind hearts and good intentions clash with reality and mess-ups in this zany glimpse of rural america as it was and still is in a place called The Pour House Cafe in Maple Hill, Tennessee. "This book is to entertainment what cornbread is to black-eyed peas." Elvis Wilbanks
About the Author
Larry Dunlap, B.A., M.R.E., and his wife, Dottie, live on Sportsmen's Lake in Guntown, Mississippi. He has been a pastor since 1970. Besides being a pastor he has been the co-owner of a radio station, editor of a smalltown paper and a jailor. He is also a songwriter with songs recorded by many Christian Country artists.