It was Sunday morning in
Once again the relatively long drive to
Walking inside the refreshingly air conditioned restaurant, I was halfway surprised to see a Sunday buffet.
Since a batch of chicken was fresh from the fryer, I decided to build a plate around a few pieces of chicken.
Going straight for the kill, I delved into the chicken first. The pieces weren’t heavily battered and they had an odd sweetness to them. There was a medium amount of crispiness to the skin and very juicy meat underneath. As far as buffet chicken goes, this wasn’t too shabby.
Who doesn’t like butter beans, or lima beans if you prefer? Well, I usually love the little legume but these were as bland as can be. I know vegetables are usually cooked with pork in the south, and maybe Emileigh’s Table was trying to be health conscious, but would it hurt to add a little salt?
Judging from that one experience, it seems like I need to avoid Emileigh’s Table at all costs. However that’s a little unfair. Anytime a buffet is the only option, I go in expecting the food to be a little lower quality. The chicken alone makes me want to take a second look at Emileigh’s Table. It also doesn’t hurt that their dinner menu had some interesting options.