Old South Restaurant — Restaurant in Russellville

Have you ever wanted a place with delicious food, incredible management and sanitation, and a lax atmosphere? Well, Old South is the place for you!

Firstly, the food. I got a chicken breast with mashed potatoes and applesauce. My chicken was smashed, seasoned, and grilled to perfection. It was juicy, tender, and had Cajun seasonings that tasted delightful. The potatoes were decent, but I'd love to see more flavor in them. The applesauce was fresh, tasted real, and wasn't so sweet I couldn't eat it. The water that I got even had a mineral taste to it. Everybody else's steak/chicken/meat was said to die for as well. Also, a weird quirk about this place, they bring out rolls with your meal, not before. Those were delicious, too. Then, I can't forget about the pickles. One of the reasons we came here was for the pickles. Everyone else agreed they were the perfect crunch, saltiness, and didn't taste like oil. The food gets 5 stars. Staying on the same note, we head to the service.

Secondly, the service. We came at 12 o clock on a Saturday, not the ideal time to come or so we thought. There was a 15-minute wait, but in reality, it was probably only 10. Once seated, our waitress walked up to us immediately and took our drinks. They were brought in an adequate amount of time. About 7 minutes later, she came back and took our order. The utensils were freshly washed because they were even a little wet when we received them. Our meals were brought in out 20 minutes, not the worst wait ever, and we dug in. Our waitress was also extremely nice, one of the best we've ever had. Also, there was a lady cleaning right next to us! Going down more than a little, we've got the atmosphere next.

Thirdly, the atmosphere. In the start, I said lax atmosphere, so let me explain why it's lower than expected. So when getting seated, the place is lively, bustling with families, laughter, and utensils squeaking against plates. However, I didn't hear any music or see any decorations. I understand if you like a quiet place that's minimalstick, and I think that's the goal here. However, when no music is playing, I feel the lack of fazazz, which makes me enjoy my experience more. Plus, I'm sure people would love old Western style music. It couldn't hurt. The decorations, too. While there were decorations, a glass cube wall, some trophies on shelves, some stuff on top of the walls, it wasn't plentiful. I feel disappointed when I don't see some color, spirit, decoration, or maybe even culture. That also brings life and beauty to the restaurant that separates it from others. The atmosphere gets three stars because I can understand if you like it, but it's not for me. Going back up on the charts, though, the price is the final point.

Finally, the price. After eating, we got our bill. Any guesses? 90 dollars for 5 people! That's an insane bargain. I've been to places decently recently that for 5 people, we had to pay 126 dollars or more. A 36 - to 40 dollar price difference is insanity. I love the fact that this place doesn't rob the customer. The price is a five. This brings me to my conclusion.

In conclusion, this place has food to die for, incredible service, and bargain prices. The atmosphere is a toss up, it just depends on what you like. This place gets four stars. If this place had more character and fazazz, then it would be five stars. Still, though, old south is definitely a place anyone...

I walked into The Old South on a bleary-eyed morning after a long night riding the edge of the American dream—dust in my teeth, caffeine in my veins, and the creeping suspicion that maybe, just maybe, this part of the country still knew how to cook a goddamn breakfast. Spoiler: it does.

The place is a shining bastion of greasy spoon Americana—a chrome-plated temple to biscuits, bacon, and belly-splitting gravy. The sort of joint you dream about at 3 a.m. when the world’s gone sideways and you need something real to hold onto. A fried anchor in a storm of modern fast-food treachery.

The food? Glorious. Eggs over easy like the sun melting over a Southern skyline. Hashbrowns that tasted like they were shredded by angels high on nicotine and salvation. Bacon so crisp it could wake the dead—and the sausage? A seasoned, sizzling hymn to the hog gods themselves.

Service was no-nonsense and sharp as a straight razor in a back-alley poker game. Coffee refilled with psychic precision. Smiles served without the fake syrup you get in those neon-lit hellholes off the interstate. These people care, dammit.

And clean? Hell yes. The place sparkled. Not in that sterile, soulless way like a dentist’s waiting room—but in the sacred, polished way of a place that respects its craft. You could eat off the floor, though you’d be a lunatic not to eat off one of their sturdy, god-blessed tables.

Final judgment: A+. Five stars. Two thumbs up. The Old South isn’t just a restaurant—it’s a Southern-fried slice of American sanity. If you’re within 100 miles, veer off the highway and make the pilgrimage. This place is real. And in a world spinning off its axis, that’s rarer than a unicorn with a union card.

Go. Order big. Tip well. And leave full of hope.

— HST (or at least what’s left of him after...

I wanted to love this locally beloved restaurant, but I have to stick to my personal experience. Came here last week for lunch. Had the old south salad with the old south dressing. The salad itself was fresh. However, the dressing was very salty. I couldn’t get past the saltiness. So I ordered ranch instead to finish my salad.

For entree, I had the ribeye. My husband had the burger. He said he really liked his burger. I wish I could say the same for my steak. When it was first laid on my table, the smell of that myoglobin was strong. It didn’t have that smokiness and it just didn’t look and smell appetizing. It was super thin, too! I ordered it medium rare, but it was more of medium, which was really what I was going for. I suspected that the steak was going to be very thin, which is why I ordered it the way I did because I knew it would come back a temperature higher. Also, 1/3 of the steak was all fat. I really didn’t care because I couldn’t finish it anyway. The mashed potatoes tasted like it was a boxed one. Overall, I gave it 3 stars to credit our server’s...