I found this place when I refused to accept the mediocre offerings in the rest of the town. Don't expect fancy here - the place is simple - like 1969 drive in simple. The curtains have a coca cola pattern. The signs all hand written. And very clean with an open kitchen. When I entered the ladies at the front desk were personal, sincere and welcoming - but no pushovers - "beware the attack waitress" a sign said. They were sampling a buttermilk pie they had conjured up on a regular customer. He liked it, the cook thought it was "too sweet." By this simple exchange and what I saw so far, I immediately knew I'd won the food lottery. They said they specialized in "broasted chicken." Perfect. And as I sat in the place with my number card waiting the few patrons there (I was early) clearly knew I was "from away" and we chatted up the place and the town. Betty the owner came over and we talked about her dream of owning this place since she was a child, the way she came to owning it, and her plans for the future. Believe me, Betty is a charmer with an earnestness you cannot fake. The chicken was wonderful, so much so I ordered two more pieces. Betty told me her dream was to be recognized by the food network for her work, I agreed she deserved it. If you have any wonder about what is the best of America go to this place. You'll find lots of local color, and a sincerity that is all but lost in the rest of our modern world. And, you'll find the food is pretty darn good too.
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