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Cracker Barrel Old Country Store
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- Price Range:
-
$$
- Accepts Credit Cards:
- Yes
- Attire:
- Casual
- Good for Groups:
- Yes
- Good for Kids:
- Yes
- Takes Reservations:
- No
- Delivery:
- No
- Take-out:
- Yes
- Waiter Service:
- Yes
- Wheelchair Accessible:
- Yes
- Outdoor Seating:
- No
- Alcohol:
- None
5 reviews for Cracker Barrel Old Country Store
my first time eating at this place, and i'm certainly a fan.
there was a wait, but they had a nice store that you can peruse to kill time with, or just sit on one of their nice rocking chairs located just outside the store.
once seated, the waitress was very nice, the food was good. the order comes with 2 sides, and i had the mac/cheese and sweet corn, which were both very good. the only issue i have is that non smoking seats don't necessarily mean non smoking. you sit in a eating area that's partitioned by a walls with doors wide open, which allows the smoke to seep right to the other side. it always ceases to amaze me how certain restaurants/engineers don't understand the concept of diffusion...2nd hand smoke is annoying, especially when trying to enjoy a meal.
once through, you take the receipt and pay at the register. good food, reasonable prices, decent service, i'd come back.
Ok, now this one wasn't as impressive as others.
I won't go into the nuances of each one because these chains are rather cookie cutter, I will say that there were a few oddities that stuck out in my mind for this location:
1. The bathroom smelled like someone mopped the floor with piss.
2. There was a clan of Amish males at one table - three generations to be exact. I didn't know they were allowed to leave the compound to each such fare.
3. Our waitress frequently forgot everything.
While my chicken fried steak took my mind off of these items, my wife was very quick to remind me that this location disappointed us. But hey - I guess every place has its warts.
A sucker for a slice of exotica from the American South? Yeah, me too.
On a recent trip to Richmond I coerced my favorite Washingtonian into stopping at Cracker Barrel. He was not pleased but I was driving and well, I was driving.
Hey, what do you have against hash brown casserole?!
Cracker Barrel is an oddly fascinating place to me. I'm not sure what it is; the rocking chairs out front, the John Deere birdhouses and apple butter inside? In the same way that dim sum, pho, adobo or kalbi might be exotic to some, the staples of the Cracker Barrel menu - fried apples, dumplins, and biscuits and gravy - are exotic to me. Suffice it to say, I didn't grow up in a home where fried okra or turnip greens or country fried steak ever appeared at the dinner table.
And while I'm sure Cracker Barrel is about as truly Southern as Fisherman's Wharf is truly San Franciscan, I enjoyed myself.
A few years ago, my best friend moved from NY to Virginia and the first time I ventured south to visit her, she brought me to the experience that is Cracker Barrel. Wow. There are no words.
Since then, I have also moved from NY to VA, and our local Cracker Barrel has now become one of our regular dining experiences, not so much because it is good food, as much as it's just comfort food. There's nothing like downing some sweet tea and chicken fried chicken smothered in gravy to make you feel better. And, I love that you can get breakfast all day there. Since diners aren't as popular in the South as they are in NY, Cracker Barrel has become my Southern version of a greasy spoon diner.
Of course, part of the Cracker Barrel experience is the store. That, I'm sure, is only a tourist trap, because I can't imagine really needing anything that they sell there. But it is a good idea to help pass the time while you waiting for a table. Of course, at the Ashland location I've never had to wait - but at the ones in travel destinations like Williamsburg it comes in handy.
Ever since my friend, my brother and I crossed over the state line of California, on our way to New York we have been beat over the head with the phenomenon that is The Cracker Barrel.
Since we were on our last night of the trip we decided we'd better try it once. The store on the outside is so ridiculously white, christian, middle America thats it's gone beyond the ironic funny realm into the scary realm.
The food is actually good. I got fish and chips which were good and greasy. The biscuits were soft and fluffy and the service was friendly, even though the waiter did give us shit for being from LA.