11/22

Greetings from Carrboro,

There was a time in my life when a certain unavoidable contingency embraced “Gobble, Gobble” as an appropriate Thanksgiving greeting. This was deemed the holiday bookend to that ever popular Christmas shout out “Merry, Merry.” Both were spoken with a rather nauseating peppiness that’s usually the domain of local weekend news anchors discussing frolicking puppies. And I never knew what to say in response. Never. “Happy, Happy?” “Thanksgiving, Thanksgiving?” “Stop it, Stop it?” I probably just smiled back and prayed they didn’t know what I was thinking.

You see, I don’t like it when people mess with tradition. Like those terrifying contemporary covers of Christmas songs. Please. Does anyone really want to hear Kid Rock sing “I saw Momma kissing Santa Claus?” And honestly, there might be bloodshed if someone tried to serve me Egg Foo Young on Thanksgiving. I want turkey. And gravy. And dressing. Then repeat. The next day, put said list on bread. Add mayo. And repeat. Again.

So, this is how we say Happy Thanksgiving. At Acme. We cut 50 pounds of onions and clean 4 bushel boxes of collards. Nothing says “Happy Thanksgiving” quite like scrubbing 200 pounds of sweet potatoes. And when they brought in our 39 beautiful turkeys this morning, I started to really get into the holiday spirit. I could almost smell the gravy. And I may have eaten a piece of pecan pie to seal the deal. Maybe.

The holidays are here. And that’s a really good thing. It’s also $12.95 Tuesday. Every entrée. Every Tuesday. $12.95. Which also doesn’t suck. Put them together and, well, hold on tight.

That’s all the news from Carrboro. The staff at Acme look forward to serving you soon.

Cheers,

The Staff at Acme

Reservations online (www.acmecarrboro.com) or 919 929 2263