Lil Bit Kuntry

Well, I’m the «kuntry» and it’s hard to find food, especially in a restaurant, that lives up to mountain cookin’. This place nailed it. While it’s not perfect, it’s really dang good stuff. I highly recommend it if you’re in need of your «kuntry» fix. The only thing missing was a couple Dixie (rebel) flags!

Despite all of my efforts to NOT giggle like an immature high school freshman at the spelling of the word «Kuntry», I have failed miserably. I just did it again… even typing it now brings back the smile…
This place is a solid 3.5-star dining establishment, but gets carried to a 4-​star for the rustic ambience and solidly yummy Kuntry™ Kooking.
First, this place is the very definition of «hole in the wall». Hidden a couple blocks off 49^th there’s this restaurant with signage that appears to be naturally aged from 1974. Seeing the word Kuntry™ in such large lettering really takes you by surprise. I mean, let’s be honest — it’s VERY close to the ‘C’ word… closer than probably ANY other sign in the entire Tampa Bay region. We had to actually pause in the parking lot before going in as I could NOT stop laughing at the awesomeness of the sign.
The interior seems to be from the same decade as the exterior signage. Also, all of the coffee cups are different — perhaps from thrift stores, a nice idea I’ve seen done at other places.
The menu is an obsessive-​compulsive speller’s living nightmare. The Kuntry™ mythos carries through and literally EVERY food item is spelled «oddly». Sausage is spelled «sawsage», and so on. Almost every item has been Kuntrified™ in this manner. After I forced myself to accept it as quaint, I managed to be able to read it without my eye twitching.
I ordered pancakes and bacon — both were quite good. The pancakes were very light and fluffy, with a dusting of powdered sugar. The bacon was cooked just right… not too crisp, and not a limp pork-​rag either. I ordered a half-​side of the biscuits and gravy and found it NOT edible at all (I had one bite)…it had ZERO flavor other than flour (but the biscuit itself was good, and appeared home baked).
My girlfriend had eggs and potatoes (the hashbrown casserole she had was AWESOME and highly recommended)
The service was ‘Kuntry™ nice’ and attentive… the place was packed on a Sunday morning with a wide variety of different folks. I was surprised that they accepted credit cards here… it looks like the kinda place that didn’t cotton to that newfangled technology stuff.
Worth a visit just to experience it… trippy!