As soon as I approached the once-famous restaurant, I quickly noticed that the shop was strangely looked abandoned and after close inspection, I noticed the place was closed. There seemed to be a patrol police around guarding the area, and he even asked me why I was interested in that old ‘thing.’ But, from what I’ve learned from the old cop lingering around was that Thelma’s Rib Shack was a bustling place of business at one point. He told me that after Thelma’s Rib Shack had failed a health inspection, the place was closed down. Which was weird to me that I place opened so long ago was closed in an instant.
From gleaming in the windows, I could see the place was cleared completely out. Seeing doors in unusual places (like in the above photo) stacked against the windows. I could even see the open-ended cafe.
The back of the building kind of gave me a nostalgic type of feel. Making me remember the old movies I use to see on TV shows like “The Jeffersons.” You could even say I was saddened that I wasn’t able to eat there. I could just imagine the customers sitting outside enjoying the southern cuisine. Unfortunately, I wasn’t able to go completely around the building with the police there, but with the damaging building, I was weary of doing so anyway. So… I did the next best thing. I asked the homeless in the area that seemed pretty friendly and maybe knew slightly more information especially if they’d been the area for awhile. After searching for maybe 15-20 minutes or so I found an older looking gentlemen who told me the smell from Thelma’s would light up the whole neighborhood. I asked him “what do you mean by that?”. And, he responded with he would see people from all over even tourist pour into this small shop. People he thought would never step foot in anything but a “SunDial” were there to enjoy the food. Honestly, I wish I could reverse time to get a sense it was like. If the gentlemen I meant was taken away by just the thought, then the experience must have been truly breathtaking.