A SPECIAL PLACE
By
Gerry Niskern
This is one of the special places that I miss terribly. One of the spots that I can’t go because of the Covid-19. I wrote about this favorite gathering place in Central Phoenix before they remodeled, but you will still recognize it if you were a “member of the club”.
If you pull into the parking lot in the summer time, on your way to this special place, it’s good to see the plumes of misty water billowing out under the patio overhang. The old green hedge embraces the area, and they give a nice cozy shield from cars and noise after you find a table.
The old stucco store front is dusty and scarred with chairs bumping against its walls. It has a shaded concrete area the length of the store containing black wrought iron tables and chairs that have been around, seem like, since Arizona became a state.
If you are hoping to catch a few rays you can sit in the extra space out front. But if you desire a spot in the shade, it’s a good idea to put your newspaper, water bottle or some thing to stake out a table before going inside the swinging doors to get something to drink.
The pigeons who have had standing reservations for years are watching for you. They know the crumb droppers and pass word along the network, “Here comes the messy eater. Slow down, boys. There will be plenty for everybody. The muffin crumbs are tasty, but so are the donuts. Wonder what she’ll get today?”
All the food is good, breakfast or lunch, but the thing that makes this place special is the feeling of belonging. Some people have been coming to this patio for years and they know they will be greeted and drawn into a conversation sooner or later. During the past two years, for me and many others, it’s been my “ home away from home.”
I can’t remember the swinging doors but I believe you . I miss the hedges that brought extra shade plus I miss the old chairs and tables . I miss hanging out and talking to you too . ?
amen to that
I am not sure I know this place, but it sounds great. Life is so different now but my heart still feels that God is in control and H e
will guide me through. Life is good in my little corner of the world but I miss the ability to go where I want, when I want and not worry about wearing a mask. Miss seeing you.
Bobby
AJ’s??
Well, that was before AJs, but I imagine the old original Bashas used to plug them. My mother went to the A J Bayless store on l7th Ave across from the AZ capitol bldg.