Remember the days of Sundays after church...dressed in your Sunday best ...the tummy growling before you pulled out of the church parking lot....and where to? Why the favorite neighborhood cafeteria so Mom didn't have to cook. Those days are nearly past, but you can find that same homestyle care in each entree in the cafeteria line at Piccadilly. The fried chicken there is special. Entrees and side items are never overcooked. They bring them out frequently in small batches to assure quality. Our family hopes that Picadilly stays for a long, long time.