Hard to beat it. I grew up in Decatur. 6th Avenue was the "new" location in the the '50s. Big Bob himself sat at on a stool by the cash register at the end of the cafeteria-style line and collected the money. He was illiterate, but, Lord, could he count. It's been sad to watch Gibson's on Parkway south decline here. The originator, father of the current owner, was Big Bob's SIL. The present owner has gotten into politics, kiss of death for a restaurant, usually. Last couple of times I was in there, everything was all dried out...