Once inside, the decor was very chatsky antique meets country garage sale, with numerous amounts of pig paraphernalia sprawled all over the restaurant. Immediately we were greeted by our server, Athelia, who I must say played the lead role in the Southern ambiance. She offered Ahmed the fried catfish and shrimp immediately after peeping his plate full of veggies and fish...which must be unheard of in this neck of the woods. He loved the catfish with the lemon pepper topping and tarter sauce. And I tried almost everything at the buffet, except some of the beans and pig's feet...just couldn't stomach it. My die hard faves were the pork ribs, which were so tasty, yet had a chewy tender consistency that fell right off the bone; and then the fried chicken was out of this world. I meant to just take one bite from my drumstick to try it, but I just couldn't stop...down it went with everything else. But of course the collards are always my fave, and I probably ate a plateful...if I'm ever back in town, I will definitely be going back. This humble little spot is mysteriously amazing...and it goes to show, that even with all the bougie restaurants I eat at in the city perfecting my palate...I can still find a hole in the wall with good food and convo for an $8 meal and be perfectly happy. Good times...no GREAT times...xo, B
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Casey's Buffet and BBQ
Once inside, the decor was very chatsky antique meets country garage sale, with numerous amounts of pig paraphernalia sprawled all over the restaurant. Immediately we were greeted by our server, Athelia, who I must say played the lead role in the Southern ambiance. She offered Ahmed the fried catfish and shrimp immediately after peeping his plate full of veggies and fish...which must be unheard of in this neck of the woods. He loved the catfish with the lemon pepper topping and tarter sauce. And I tried almost everything at the buffet, except some of the beans and pig's feet...just couldn't stomach it. My die hard faves were the pork ribs, which were so tasty, yet had a chewy tender consistency that fell right off the bone; and then the fried chicken was out of this world. I meant to just take one bite from my drumstick to try it, but I just couldn't stop...down it went with everything else. But of course the collards are always my fave, and I probably ate a plateful...if I'm ever back in town, I will definitely be going back. This humble little spot is mysteriously amazing...and it goes to show, that even with all the bougie restaurants I eat at in the city perfecting my palate...I can still find a hole in the wall with good food and convo for an $8 meal and be perfectly happy. Good times...no GREAT times...xo, B
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Food,
North Carolina,
restaurant,
vacation
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