This place was a total experience, I tell ya. Big Dude ordered chicken fried chicken with fried okra off the Fancy Fixin's section of the menu. I got a grilled chicken cheddar sandwich (and scraped, I kid you not, about 1/4 cup mayo off the bread!!). The boys got mac n' cheese and chicken fingers. All very good. Tho, that said, even if we had Cracker Barrels in SoCal, I don't think we'd go again. My waistline thanks me.
This guy was hanging out outside by our table. Playing checkers against himself. But you can't tell me he was impartially playing. I think he totally favored the reds.
Thus ends our lunch adventure. Next stop: one of my two favorite places on earth.