Rib Shack — Restaurant in Corinth

The tiniest details can make the biggest difference.

Driving through Mississippi, trying to decide on my last meal for the rest of eternity was something that weighed heavily on my heart. I recently experienced an immense amount of trauma that affected my everyday life. To the point that I no longer wanted to live. At least not in a world where everywhere you look there is hatred and evil. When leaving the house meant that I would be judged. I struggled to decide where to stop and eat, partially because I had bruises all over me, and partially because it’s hard eating out with an infant as a single parent. I decided to stop The rib shack. I felt my heart beating out of my chest as I walked in. The manager Mr Scott (which I didn’t realize at the time) was patient with me, as I stuttered over my order.I couldn’t decide what to eat and I hardly cared because in that moment I just wanted to buy more time. I wasn’t here to buy a meal, I wasn’t even that hungry. I was here to buy time, to convince myself not to do it. To convince myself not to drive my car off a bridge or anything worse I could think of. I ordered my food and chose a spot in the corner where my daughter and I could be alone and I could charge my phone. Mr Scott brought me my food and I spent an hour eating and picking at it slowly. Feeding my daughter pieces off my plate. Running through ideas of how I could spare her, and still take my own life. Knowing I was hours away from any family and dangerously close to taking my life. I had an amazing waitress and everyone here was very kind to me, which touched my heart. I prayed over the time period I was there. Tearing up begging God to show me a sign I that he does in fact have plans for me. Begging him to guide me or give me hope for a future. A new beginning, a life away from all the toxicity I grew up in. I spent over an hour in that booth and hadn’t found a single sign from God. In fact I was growing frustrated and heartbroken as my daughter started to fuss and cry, as a million thoughts raced through my head. I took her to the bathroom to change her thinking “is this the last time I’ll do this” . Telling her I loved her as tears rolled down my face onto the spotless floor in the ladies room. I finished her up and washed my hands, thinking about how I needed to clean my table up so I can leave. I placed my hand over the sensor for a paper towel and I glanced up by the door. There was a sign with a butterfly on it that said “Believe”. To many people this would be Cliche and mean nothing. To me it meant everything. My aunt who passed from Cancer always drilled into me that I had to have faith in myself. To forget about anyone, and everyone who was filled with hate and believe in God, and his plans. So did my Teacher who passed years ago, and my Mom. I was filled with Joy seeing the butterfly, and the single word below it, that had so much influence in that moment for me. I found my sign and I had to share it with The manager and thank him for such a small detail that had such a huge impact on me. I asked my waitress for the manager , Mr Scott (who I didn’t know was named Scott at the time) and I told him a small piece of my story. I did my best to hold back tears as they fell onto the table during my confession. I told him my plans to take my life and what led me here. I offered to buy the sign as he teared up genuinely feeling the pain I had been carrying for so long.He gave me a word of advice and offered to pray for me. He gave me that Sign and assured me God had plans for my daughter and I. The majority of the staff here noticed my distress and my waitress came and showed my daughter to the other women and everyone there was so kind and filled with Love that I knew everything would be okay. They offered me gas money as I gathered my things about 30 minutes later after sharing my grief. I assured them I was okay and graciously declined. Thanking each of them for their kindness. I sit here in my car as I write this, looking forward to Breakfast tomorrow, knowing this was in fact not...

Visited here for dinner on a drive to Memphis last week.

Located right on the side of US 72 W in the middle of Corinth, it was an easy stop for us. Parking was no problem though it was a little later on a Friday, around 7:45 or 8 P.M. We were seated promptly by an exceptionally warm and pleasant employee. The decor is sort of homey and kitschy, with the awards won by the restaurant proudly on display.

The menu is fairly large and full of American favorites like burgers, barbeque, onion rings, and so on.

This is technically a bbq place but to me the vibe definitely gives off more a standard American diner/restaurant feel, and my hunch was eventually proven right.

My parents both got burgers and split an order of fries; I had the fried chicken strips with fried okra and fries (look...I was on a mini vacation!), and my husband dared to try the smoked half chicken with fries and baked beans.

I think I enjoyed my food more than my husband and parents -- hunch confirmed. I'd give my dinner a 4 but they felt a good bit more lukewarm. I had one super dry chicken strip but the rest were fairly juicy, lightly breaded, and flavorful. Meals come with garlic bread and it was really solid -- the real deal, super buttery and garlicky. The okra was great texture-wise though the breading could use a bit more salt. I enjoyed my fries but my parents said theirs were way too greasy. In fairness to them, I think they got a different batch than me, because I could see the sheen of oil on their serving. They did both enjoy their burgers. The ranch dipping sauce I got was good.

Husband got the worst thing for sure; the chicken was very dry and not super smoky. I kept my I told you so to myself irl but I won't here, lol.

The sweet tea was particularly delicious and they kept the refills coming. Service was overall quite nice and the restaurant, particularly the lady's bathroom, was clean. The four of us ate for about $50, which I didn't think was bad at all.

Honestly, I'd give my experience a 4/5, especially considering the somewhat limited options in the area, but my fellow diners' experiences seemed a little flatter. Oh well. It was a serviceable dinner on...

When you have no competition this is what you get. Here on a visit, this was recommended as a great place. NOT even close. I try not to point out a individual issue, more of the total experience because everyone has bad days. #1- I ask for lean brisket, got meat with about 40% fat. #2-Got the ribs on advice from the waitress, bad choice. They were so hard and dry. I hit it with a fork and it sound like I hit wood. Could hardly chew it. So tough. Try to use a knife, not much better. Using a steak knife also barely helped. #3- The side of beans an potato salad came in a container the size of a Dixie cup, maybe 4oz., about what kids meal gets.

When I told the waitress her response was, " yeah sometimes they leave them out and the get dry and hard. I'll let them know". I only took three bites and gave up.

But no replacement food, no apologies, no discount. Around $25 for a barely edible meal.

How can the parking lot be full. Oh I forgot, not many...