Friday, July 9, 2010
Things rarely stay as they are, but sometimes a bit remains. Once there were several Night Hawk restaurants, a sort of local chain. They had steaks and big meals but the 'chain' had a little brother featuring breakfasts and burgers called the Frisco Shop. I think pies tall with meringue were always part of the deal, too. At last there was only the Frisco Shop to represent the memory. (Old sign on Burnet shown here.) Then a Walgreen's pushed it out of its location, but they took up residence further north in the space abandoned by a series of other restaurants. My friend Jackie shot this picture of the giant metal chicken (rooster?) adorning their new location.