George from Scottsville, Virginia

Scottsville is a favorite little town of mine. Only been through once before, but the downtown business strip just feels homey down to the American flags and touches of historical preservation. 

It's also where George struck up a conversation with me. 

He asked about my ride and I asked about a great place for breakfast. Sure enough, it was the restaurant I just rode by 2 minutes ago. The one with the giant chicken out front. 

I should have figured that one out. Maybe it's time for a new road rule: always eat at restaurants with giant chickens out front. 

OK, can't talk anymore--the food's here.