About twelve years ago I was coming back from Kansas (so I must have been on 55, at the very outskirts of the burbs somewhere) and I saw a neon sign for a fried chicken place. I stopped in and found a homey red-checked -tablecloth kind of place, with a magician going table to table. The fried chicken was pretty good, too. I've wondered now and then what that was place was, but never spotted it again on 55. Ring a bell with anybody?