Alright, folks ... I'm tempted to put on my best Southern drawl for y'all to tell you this story, but since you can't hear me anyway, I'll just talk normal. Ken said it wasn't really necessary anyway.
I first heard of Southern Kitchen (1716 6th Avenue, Tacoma WA) on Diners, Drive-Ins, and Dives, but when we drove by it, it didn't click that it was the same place. It seemed odd to me that a restaurant specializing in Southern food would have much of a draw in the Northwest. When we found many of the restaurants downtown closed for the holiday, we decided to hit it up. Curiosity killed us.
As we walked in, we were greeted by just about every staff person. "Hi there ... take a seat anywhere you like!" Southern hospitality in a restaurant serving Southern food? Good start.
I noticed one of the servers had on gloves and was filling bottles with a red liquid. When she finished, she brought one to our table and said that it was hot sauce. I tasted it expecting it to be so hot that it opened my sinuses, but it was pleasantly warm with just the right amount of flavor and heat. I asked if they sold it, but they don't, and acquiring the recipe was out of the question since the owner was in Seattle for a food festival and who knows if she would've given it to me anyway! It tasted like a Tabasco sauce, but better. (You can see the bottles in the photo below just to the right of the ketchup bottles.)
Here's the deal ... I like southern food just fine, but I don't cook it very often and when I go back to visit, I find that I'm not a huge fan. It tastes good, but I rarely feel good after eating it and that's enough for me to keep my distance. However ... when an establishment in the PNW goes against all cultural norms and serves SWEET tea and does so in quart-size canning jars ... well ... how can you not be just a little excited?!
See all the newspaper articles, awards, and photos behind the cash register? I would agree that they know their southern food.
Each person gets their own corncake to start the meal ... it's as large as the plate!
The menu items range from chicken fried steak to fried catfish, liver and onions to hamburgers, and omelets to veggie plates (with macaroni and cheese counting as a vegetable), but I couldn't eat at a restaurant that serves authentic southern food without sampling the fried chicken. It's the standard for all food served below the Mason-Dixon line, right? 
I will say that it was a good piece of fried chicken. The coating fairly cracked off into my fingers and the chicken was steaming hot! I ordered Mac & Cheese and Fried Okra as my sides and while they were both OK, I thought neither of them were super stellar. I don't really care for breaded okra (I prefer it dusted with cornmeal and just barely sautéed in a little olive oil) and the Mac & Cheese was SUPER rich — tasted like a stick of butter. Perhaps I only thought so because I usually eat fairly lean ... and this meal was NOT! I ended up eating only a little of each of them.
But of course, with company like this ... who could complain about much? (I know, I know ... I showed this photo in the previous post! But I LOVE it.)

The good things: sweet tea in canning jars, crunchy coating on the chicken, casual atmosphere, oil cloth tablecloths ...
The bad things: sweet tea in canning jars, crunchy coating on the chicken, casual atmosphere, oil cloth tablecloths ...
You get the picture.































