Lois wanted to try out a new place called the Farmer’s Daughter at 1211 Hixson Pike. She loves country cooking, and, though Jack and I had just eaten at a place with country food, the Farmer’s Daughter is fairly new and it just sounded like a place that would have fresh food.
To both of our surprise, this was not a country-cooking place at all - though they did have plenty of fresh food that they purchase from nearby farmers. I like that and expected to really like this place. Food tastes so much better when it doesn’t come out of a can or a box.
We sat in the back by the exit door and looked over the menu. Lois said it was ‘yuppie food’ (at first I thought she said ‘guppie food’). She said it looked like food that was for people who took yoga. I happen to like healthy food and was looking forward to a fresh salad. The menu listed a chicken salad sandwich like I make at home. It was $8 so I wanted to order that and a salad for $4. Lois decided to try the beef chili for $7.
The chili had braised beef from Sequatchie Cove Farm and the chicken in my sandwich was from Creekridge farm and my lettuce from Crabtree Farms. I had never heard of all these farms, but I am glad restaurants in Chattanooga are serving their food. I have gone to the Chattanooga Market and notice the farmer’s prices seem a little more than the grocery stores, but it does make a difference and I think that if we started buying more from the farmers, their prices would come down. The price at this place seemed a little high for what we got for lunch, but you get what you like and I like fresh food.
We ordered a root beer. I wondered if they would serve the root beer that I saw in a market made here in Chattanooga, but I never heard of this particular one. It was called Virgil’s and it was very dark and gingery. We liked it. I asked our sweet waitress with dimples where it was made and she looked on the bottle and said, “It says it’s made in Heaven”. I told her that was good, because we plan to go there someday.
While we waited for our food to arrive, I looked around at the walls that had eight framed pictures on of “nothing” on each wall. Lois knew what I was thinking and she said, “Nice artwork, huh?” Maybe because they are new, they plan to put something in the frames later. At least the root beer was interesting. I think Lois was getting drunk on hers.
We had three bearded boys sitting near us and they looked like those duck fellas on that show. I wondered if they knew that this place served mostly yoga food.
It took a while for us to get our sandwich and bowl of chili. When it finally arrived, Lois took one look at her corn muffin and said, “That is NOT corn bread.” It looked like it was made from red wheat. Lois didn’t like it at all and pinched off a piece for me to try. No, it was definitely not cornbread, but I thought it was good bread – they just needed to call it something else.
My sandwich was on sourdough bread; it was fresh and good. My salad was basically dark lettuce with a few seeds, but they had a lemon miso dressing that I asked for on the side. I wasn’t sure I would like it because I tried Chinese miso soup once and did not like it, but as a dressing with lemon made all the difference! I liked it and enjoyed my lettuce and the sandwich. Lois said her chili was good too.
Just as we were finishing our meal, one of the duck boys slammed his hand down on the table, jumped up from his seat and said, “Well on that note, I am going to smoke!” I know he saw Lois and me jump and I think he did that on purpose, the little scallywag.
We asked what they offered for dessert and our waitress named off a few muffins and scones. That didn’t sound like any dessert Lois and I were interested in, so we left the healthy desert to the yoga people. I am not even sure the duck boys would stay for a muffin and Lois already had a muffin that they called cornbread.
If you visit these folks, they really do have good food, but just know what to expect and I am sure you won’t be disappointed.
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