Since it is Sunday, I have decided today will be a day of confessions. I confess I have patronized chain stores and eaten crappy food.
Confession #1. I kind of like this bright paint job. It brings out the details on this old bank.
Confession #2. I bought a bean burrito here within the past few months.
Confession #3: As I child I often ate food from this corner. Back then there was a Kentucky Fried Chicken and an H. Salt nearby. I loved H. Salt and it's funky English Newspaper decor and packaging. Sometimes we would sit in H. Salt. Sometimes we would get take out from one, the other, or both. I credit KFC in large part for my becoming a vegetarian later in life.
Confession #4: I can't remember. Where exactly was H. Salt? And wasn't what is now Taco Bell a Radio Shack?
Confession #5: I can't remember a lot about the Silver Spur (next to Taco Bell), although I have been there several times.
Confession #6: I went to Starbucks shortly after these photos were taken.
Forgive me for all my sins against my stomach, my arteries, my brain, and the neighborhood.