Previously owned by three generations, Swint's is sheltered beneath the pecan trees in a bend in the road. Shadows of the past hint at its former life as a filling station. The pumps are now gone with only the oil stained concrete as a reminder of the days when flashy cars with northern plates regularly lined up to fill their tanks with gasoline on their way to Florida. While here they would satisfy their cravings with the smooth confections of Swint's. While the times and landscape have changed, the nation's affection for our homemade confections has remained the same since 1925.
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