Nice place you have here...
Dogs under the front porch, rusted Chevy nestled in the overgrown weeds outside, and banjos playing in the background. This looks familiar.
Let's look at the menu:
Moonshine!: Available at markit price, when grandpappy feels like sharin'.
Catfish: Yeah, all the fish grandmaw caught last week from the pond, fresh out of the icebox. Don't need but a few teeth to eat it, too.
Outhouse Special: Once in a while granny cooks up grandpappy's favorite supper. Served with a side of those funny little vienna sausages. The outhouse is found thru the back door, to the left of grandpappy's old '56 Chevy.
Kool-aid: Always got some of that. A Hillbilly Cafe tradition. Drink it sittin' down - grandpappy always adds his special touch to the pitcher.
Pigs in a blankit: Yup, little hot dogs wrapped in a biskit, warmed up in the woodburning oven. If you can't eat 'em all, throw some to the Weasel under the front porch.