About this location
A few stories people tell about this place
1. One night in Amarillo, after closing hours, an employee heard a strange noise coming from the waiting room. Curious, she approached and found a little boy sitting alone, wide-eyed and pointing at something on the wall. The sign above him read: ‘Closed for lunch.’ Smiling, the employee asked what he was doing there so late. With a shy smile, the boy replied, 'I just wanted to make sure you didn't forget to open.' Turns out, his grandma always brought him here when he had colds, and he knew they were never truly closed.
2. Late one afternoon, while the receptionist was preparing to close up, she caught a whiff of something peculiar—a faint scent of barbecue wafting through the hallway. Curious, she followed the aroma down the corridor and found an elderly gentleman in a wheelchair, enjoying a paper plate with pulled pork and slaw. ‘I’m sorry,’ he said with a smile, “but I couldn’t resist—this place sure does smell like home!’
3. Late one morning, as the nurse was tidying up the waiting room, she noticed something odd: a faint whiff of barbecue smoke wafting through the air. Curious, she followed the scent and found an old coffee mug filled with barbecued beans hidden behind the counter. Turns out, it belonged to a delivery driver who popped in for a quick snack before his rounds. Everyone had a good laugh, and from then on, the ‘barbecue clinic’ became a friendly joke among staff.