The Jolly Red Pig was "The Place" back when i grew up in Vienna. The place where coffee, B&G, cinnamon rolls and farmers was the "staple". My grandpa took me there all the time. Through the smokey atmosphere would appear an old timey waitress to take your order soon as you butt hit the chair. A place where the ol farmers loved to sit and talk about how things were in the good ol days, the whole time i was living my good ol days. Funny how an old dinner can make you feel, bringing back memories with each smell or friendly voice. I miss that place like no other and can only hope to find a picture of it one day, its been gone for years now...Long Live The Red Pig!!!!!!!!!!!!!