A Georgia Truck Stop Asks the Question: Haute Enough for You?
updated 08/17/1987 AT 01:00 AM EDT
•originally published 08/17/1987 AT 01:00 AM EDT
Truth be told, there aren't just trucks in the parking lot of Mon Petit; there's many a car and van ordinaire, too. And since owner Lamar Perlis is well aware that one man's meat is another man's poisson, he has kept his Country Pride Restaurant, where drivers who have no truck with fancy fixin's can chow down on more traditional fare.
On the side, though, in what used to be a storage area, Perlis has unleashed chef Dick Gerow. With the assistance of a souschef and a pastry chef, Gerow has cooked for 50 patrons a night for the past 15 months. In a room adorned with crystal chandeliers and original paintings, two waitresses serve such dishes as Noisettes d'Agneau Perigeaux ($14.95) and Filets of Beef Richard III ($16.95) on elegant, fresh flower-bedecked tables. Mon Petit's nontrucker patrons, most of whom come from surrounding Crisp County (although some make the 150-mile trip from Atlanta), share the rest rooms with the more casual-looking folks eating at Country Pride. "If you didn't need to go to the bathroom," says Mon Petit diner Margaret Reynolds of nearby Lake Blackshear, "you'd think you were in another world."
Gault-Millau, Gault-Millau, wherefore art thou?