B and I recently had lunch in the tiny town of Monticello, Florida, located east of Tallahassee. First, it is not Jefferson's Monticello. The c is pronounced as an s, as in cellophane. On this Saturday, the lunch cafe was crowded, popular and more than adequate on a cool day.
I was amused by the line on the plastic glass:
It'll Get Cha Goin'
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