For the last quarter-century of Porter's, its heyday, it was that 6-foot-5 Layton Lucas, handling the orders along with a bevy of other men and women who worked at Porter's.
"Ol' Long Legs, he would never write nothin' down," Ric Porter said. "He would remember those orders and come inside and then take them back out to the cars with the food up and down both arms."
Concerning parking lot conceptions, Long Legs, who spent 25 years working in that lot, said three sounds a right conservative estimate.
"Lord have mercy, that place was somethin' else," said Lucas, now 69 and only 6-foot-4 because he shrunk from age. "I had that memory, so I could remember it all. What they ordered, what kind of car, the license plate even. I made a lot of money there.
"My brother worked there, too, for a time. Plenty of people worked there, and I couldn't even count the people who came there to eat. But that was a different time. The interstate ruined us."