Suffering from an Identity Crisis
This restaurant is located in a quaint historic home. However, it is quite unremarkable. Although seated immediately, the service was slow, with long waits for the drinks, appetizer & food. Our server was not rude, but had a sloppy appearance and was indifferent and unfriendly. This would make a great place for an authentic homemade southern restaurant, but it falls short on all accounts. First off, the placemats and napkins are cheap & flimsy and condiments are served in foil packets. Before ordering the green beans as a side to my entrée, I asked if they were fresh. I was assured that they were, but clearly they were from a can. No corn bread or muffins in this southern restaurant. Instead there were soft white dinner rolls, grocery store style. The fried green tomatoes and catfish had a crispy corn meal crust, but lacking any flavor. Canned green beans - just mushy yuck and the baked sweet potato was over cooked. The manager did bring out free sweet potato chips to the tables in our little room. That was a nice touch, but we're not going back. I was hoping for a quaint cozy place that served good home-style southern cooking, but it is more like a substandard diner.