We weren’t leaving Louisiana in the broad daylight, but we were heading home from Winfield and looking for lunch (in all the wrong places?) when we got to Tulsa.  (Note: That’s TWO thinly-veiled 80s country song references in one sentence!)  This placed us at Linda-Mar Drive In (actually across the street in the grocery store […]

Heading from Nashville toward Paducah, we stopped at the Kentucky visitors center on I-24 and asked if there were any barbecue places in that part of the state serving mutton (this is a “thing” in the Owensboro area of Kentucky).  The lady said that she thought that Knoth’s Bar-B-Que, over in Grand River, might and […]

Heading to the beach for Labor Day weekend, we left early enough in the day that lunch would be in Macon. That meant finally making it to H&H Restaurant.  H& H is somewhat of a legend in Georgia restaurant and music circles, as one of the founders of the restaurant, “Mama Louise” Hudson,  first fed […]

After our visit to Bernie’s and the comments I received, I knew that the next time I was in Columbia, I’d have to try Zesto of West Columbia.  With a business meeting in Columbia in the morning, we stopped at Zesto on the way back to Atlanta.  Originally part of a national chain, dating back […]

An unusual blog post in that we ended up not eating here: I found George’s Bar & Grill (World Famous Burgers & Insults) on the Hamburger America app, as we rolled into Palm Springs.  It was 4:45 and the app said they closed at 5:30, so we drove eastward.  I should have taken it as […]

Irv’s Burgers is part of the reason that this blog exists, in a weird, convoluted way.  This all started with a visit to Mr. Bartley’s Burger Cottage in Cambridge, where I first heard about Hamburger America.  That was a little over nine years ago.   Like at Mr. Bartley’s, there was a placard on the counter, […]

I love the chance to meet one of my girls for lunch.  And when the lunch spot, unbeknownst to us, ends up being a barbecue spot, it’s a double win.  Looking for some place new to try, one of her co-workers told her that the Market, in Norcross, was her “kind of place”.  Unsure what […]