My grandmother was from Jackson and I used to spend summers there growing up. We would always get a sandwich and a Brunswick stew on the way to Indian Springs. I had not been in probably 15 years, but stopped in on a memory lane detour from Atlanta on the way home to South Carolina. This place hasn't changed a bit. Everything was outstanding! My wife had never been and loved every bite! We even got some sandwiches and a quart of stew to take back home! Hopefully it won't be another 15 years before we come back! Love this place!
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