Everyone has those restaurants they grew up at. For me, that place is Gun Club Cafe. Every Tuesday night when I was young, me and my dad would pick up my grandma to come eat here. My grandpa would take me here for Saturday morning breakfasts after he won his races on Friday nights. This is the place where we always see someone we know when we walk in the door. The waitresses all know your name and exactly what you want to eat. My family still meets here every Sunday after church (including cousins aunts and uncles) for breakfast and then we all head back to the house to watch football or swim. It's crazy how much this restaurant has actually brought my family closer together. No matter how busy our week gets, it is just understood that we all meet at Gun Club Sundays after church. Since I live next door to my cousins, its easy for us to all ride together to grab some lunch then head on over to the beach or mall. During the summer we usually eat here around four times a week. Gun Club is only three miles from my house, so even before we could drive me and my cousins were always riding our bikes or golf carts over to get some food. Gun Club obviously has great food, but I don't think it's the food that keeps my family going here. I think it's the memories we have made there which makes it such a happy place. The same people who worked there when I was born still work there today. Because I went here so much when I was young, the people who work here have seen me grow up and it is almost like having a second family to go eat with. Sometimes it's not the food that makes the restaurant, sometimes it's just great people and great memories. When I come home from school, Gun Club is the one thing I am guaranteed to have. Sunday morning breakfasts with my family at Gun Club is one of the things I miss most about being away from home.
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