That’s the slogan at Miss Polly’s Soul Food Kitchen on Beale Street. Jon and I were walking down Beale searching for a place to grab an appetizer when we saw Miss Polly’s. Any place with the words “soul food” and “chicken grease” demands attention. We knew we were in the right place when we walked in and were the only white people in the place. See, white people are tourists in a place like Miss Polly’s- we felt like we had discovered a local’s joint. Every five minutes, I would exclaim, “I LOVE this place!”Although we only needed enough food to tide us over till dinner with friends, we couldn’t resist trying a few selections… fried dill pickles, fried green tomatoes, hot wings, and jalapeño cornbread muffins. Miss Polly’s is not for the faint of stomach! Nor is it the right place for you if you are the consistent salad type. Miss Polly’s is where you go to get your eat on… and we did.
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