|I remember when Howard first showed me this photo, which he took of the Farmer's Market on Midway Drive in 1946. I recognized it immediately, from when I lived in the Navy housing by the Loma Theater in 1950. I'm not sure when they tore down the Farmer's Market, but I call your attention to the restaurant on the right. Recognize it? It also is long-gone, but some of the burger places it generated are still around.
Is the restaurant in the Rozelle photo the Boll Weevil? -- Jeanne Tenneson Panell '69
Is that the original Cotton Patch Restaurant on Midway? Julie Eskew Daniel 64
The restaurant in your picture, on Midway Drive, was the old Cotton Patch, which generated the Boll Weevil Hamburger restaurants. I believe after the Farmers Market was torn down, they built Frontier Lanes Bowling Alley in that spot -- Susan Cone Milow '68
The restaurant to the right was, I think, the Cotton Patch -- or something like that. It was the precursor to today's Boll Weevil hamburger joints. My dad Harold, loved BOTH of those places. Thanks for the memories -- Stan Faulwetter '72
The restaurant on Midway Drive is, of course The Cotton Patch. I remember my folks going there way back and then the Boll Weevil opening up to use the left over prime ribs and steaks on great burgers. As a matter of fact, our Boll Weevil off of Morena Ave. is now renamed The Cotton Patch. We haven't had a chance to go there yet, but we noticed the changed signs -- Jeri McGuire Gutowski 65
The picture is of the Cotton Patch. The Cotton Patch was THE place to go before the" Prom" or "Formal Dance", when we had those beautiful corsages on our arms, and the guys had carnation boutonnieres. A place that is forever etched in my teenage memory of embarrassing moments. Why you may ask? I'll tell you. As we stood up to leave, I knocked the table over. Between the hoop skirt under my formal, and fact that I hadn't backed up the large Captain chair I was sitting in far enough. The burger place was of course, the Boll weevil. The owner of the Cotton Patch (according to my Father), thought it was a waste to throw away the remaining meat, after they hand cut their Prime Rib steaks, so he ground up the meat and made hamburgers and opened up the first boll weevil next door to the Cotton Patch -- Pam Burroughs 63