“There was a hole worn in the linoleum in front of the serving counter, its edges smooth, tapering down to a mirror of grey cement, the silent work of a million shoes standing, twisting, turning to leave with their tinfoil treasures and sparkling jars. I looked into that mirror and saw the soul of America. And it was beautiful.”

– Roy H. Williams, speaking of Lieutenant McKerson’s Barbecue in Ardmore, Oklahoma, in the Monday Morning Memo of February 11, 2008