I had lunch at this "legendary" soul food establishment on Friday. Don't believe the hype. If it's the best soul food it's because there is no competition. And being the best soul food restaurant is like being the fattest Ethiopian. The place, though in a new complex, looks drab and old. It's decorated with black iconographia (pictures of Ray Charles, African wood figures) and nursing home curtains. The place is full of giggling men arguing over who's paying. This would be amusing except you know underneath the bravado they really can't afford to cover the bill. The crowd is about half and half white and black. It's not a scary or oppressive environment. They rotate items on the menu each day. I had the fried chicken with 3 sides. The chicken was good (although a little skinny). The green beans were from a can. The mashed potatos were from a box. The broccoli was all gone. I really can't recommend a place that skimps on key elements of their menu. They're living off being the only fish in a small pond.
*7/2/14 - Now called McKnight's. I expect it is the same experience.
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