Let us now praise City Cafe. Is there another Tuscaloosa-area eatery that has meant more to more UA students than this local diner? City Cafe taught me that there are things worth waiting in line for, that there are women who can refer to you as food without making it sound dirty (dumplin', sugar, punkin', puddin'), and that macaroni and cheese is a vegetable. Here's looking at you, kid. We'll always have Northport.