
The Gathering Place. I remember there used to be a small restaurant by that name in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan. That was decades ago. Perhaps it’s still there. Maybe not.Regardless, it’s a fitting name for a restaurant as the locals would, well, gather. Eat the special of the day. Drink endless cups of coffee. Chat, laugh, share the news and enjoy the stories and the company.
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