After the cattle drive is done
 
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I stumbled upon this local joint after the cattle (the human business breed) drive (auto from Nashville to Charlotte) so after checking in at the Mountain Lodge, sauntered down here to wet my whistle and grab a bite. Cold beer, reasonable sirloin, and some good bread made it quite decent and then an old Papa Hemingway lookalike at the bar with a steamer trunk full of tales including a girlfriend that was attacked by a bear made it interesting to say the least.
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