Tag: troy’s snack shack

I think I just stole a pizza … and I’m OK with it

Chris Johnson | Posted on August 13, 2026 |

AMERICUS, Georgia — Some of my favorite places to eat are in Americus, Georgia. Per capita, it’s no Macon County, Georgia with its Troy’s Snack Shack, Yoder’s Deitsch Haus, and Oglethorpe Barbecue, but it’s got places like The Station, Monroe’s, the new IceHouse Beer Garden, and Pat’s Place, which has the best pizza on the planet. (I hear Wazbuti’s Pizza Pies in Kathmandu ain’t bad, but it’s against my religion to eat in towns that spell cat with a K—they probably offer cats as a topping anyway.) However, my experiences at chain restaurants in Americus are not so good. I […]

2025 — The Year in PREVIEW

Chris Johnson | Posted on December 22, 2024 |

It’s that time of year again when normal folks like you begin wondering what an abnormal guy — in this case, me — thinks will happen in the coming year so that you can mark your calendars for days you might want to just stay in the house and avoid the world. Of course, that’s only for certain days, such as days 2 through 364, although August 3 might not be so bad — at least from 1:12 p.m. to 3:47 p.m. At 3:48, get your butt back inside! Immediately! I’ve been doing my annual Year in Preview for 25 […]

Always look on the bright side of life

Chris Johnson | Posted on October 30, 2024 |

I’ve been described as cynical, skeptical, nonconformist, negative, stoic, antagonistic, nihilistic, pessimistic and all sorts of other gloomy ics. And that was just this morning while I was talking to my reflection in the bathroom mirror. “But I’ll be danged if you ain’t one handsome feller!” I added in an effort to boost my spirits. I smiled, for a moment, then I realized I was pretty skeptical about my own compliment. It’s just my nature. Even when I’m perfectly content, I have a look about me that makes folks want to ask me, “Are you OK?” To which I respond, […]

What big cities can learn from small towns … and vice versa

Chris Johnson | Posted on August 1, 2023 |

Photo: Generic small-town USA — not Oglethorpe, Georgia (which is much smaller) In the early 1980s, my dad had enough with living in the city. He’d grown up in the country, surrounded by farms, farm animals and farm folks. The land was green and the air was clean. But in the 1980s, the place we were living had too many paved streets, too much traffic, too many people, too many traffic lights and too much noise. We lived in Oglethorpe, Georgia, with its one traffic light and 1,000 residents — or, as my dad saw it, way too many. I […]