I've been coming to the Spouting Horn since 1972 with my parents. Back then I was gumming my food. Betty has always been so gracious to everyone. My folks and I were down for Christmas a few years ago and the saturday Chuckwagon buffet fell on Christmas Eve. They were scheduled to be closed that day. We were in having lunch on the friday chatting with Betty and her son and telling them how much we loved the buffet. Betty made a most remarkable decision to open her restaurant and put on the Chuckwagon literally for us! This cannot be an easy undertaking. Only around a dozen people showed up that night and Betty and her son were so great, chatting with everybody. Betty shared one of her freshly baked cookies with me. That was the last time I would ever be there with my mom. She passed away last December. My wife and dad and I are going down later this month for Easter and in true fashion, we'll be making a B-line for the Spouting Horn for some chowder and a piece of Betty's amazing pie. This isn't just a restaurant...it's just like home. Thank you Betty
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