Having lived the past 3 decades without ever going to a Cracker Barrel, I can now say I have died and gone to heaven.
While in Coventry, we had a Cracker Barrel right next door to the hotel. We had 2 delicious dinners there. The first night I ate the chicken n dumplins with fried apple, fried okra, and mashed potatoes. The second night I had chicken fried chicken, mashed potatoes with gravy, mac and cheese, and fried apples with the chocolate coca cola cake. First off, how does a chicken fry a chicken? In a word–deliciously. I have never eaten such a decadent meal before. OL ate chicken tenderloins night one and a pineapple salad night two. Healthy and tasty he said. Bluck, I say. Bring on the carb and fat.
Of course later that night when OL’s belly was flat and I looked six months pregnant, I almost regretted the indulgence. But the next morning it came down and I still remembered how that moist delicious cake slid down my throat. Yum.
I loved the store too. American kitchy. Bought some apple sour candies.
It was a fun experience and so cheaply priced, which allowed us to indulge in fudge and shortbread and see four mansions in Newport.