Twenty minutes from downtown, at the head of the Natchez Trace Parkway, sits a 1951 roadside motel turned breakfast institution. The biscuits are the reason you drive — hand-made, fluffy, served with house-made preserves that they also sell in jars because people beg for them. The fried chicken and country ham are old-school and unapologetic. Nashville starts here.
Insider tip
The biscuits with homemade peach preserves. Get there early on weekends — the wait can stretch past an hour, and it's worth every minute.
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