I ordered fried chicken that broke into a joyful crunch, plus buttered carrots, turnip greens, and mac and cheese with a golden, cozy crust. I ordered the fried chicken and a parade of sides, including squash casserole, cabbage, and real mashed potatoes with a buttered swoon. I ordered fried chicken with a flaky biscuit, plus black eyed peas, collards, and that slow-braised warmth you can only earn. I grabbed fried chicken with rice and gravy, turnip greens, and stewed tomatoes that rounded everything with gentle sweetness. Family-style platters landed heavy: country ham, fried chicken, pot roast, cabbage, creamed corn, and biscuits that floated.