When I die I want to eat at Morrisons Cafeteria in Heaven when I get hungry. If Heaven is a place of perfect happiness, then I'll eat at Morrison's again.
My earliest memory of Morrison's was from the bragging tales of my Atmore cousin. She told me about catching the Greyhound bus to ride to Mobile, do some shopping and eat lunch at Morrison's Cafeteria with prissy (my 10 year old opinion) privileged girlfriends.
Morrison's Cafeteria opened at Mobile in 1920. I became aware of this wonderful place to dine and die for, circa 1950. I was about ten years old and could not imagine a place like tha...
