Five Oaks Farm Kitchen — Restaurant in Sevierville

Five Oaks Farm Kitchen drew us in with tales of a phenomenal cinnamon roll. We had that and more.

Our family of four got a cinnamon roll for the table to share, two kids meal waffles. OUR 13 year old wasn't very hungry and our server let her get the kids meal portion waffle instead of the adult. My wife and I each got a Harvest Morning Bounty platter. She got the Farm Tenant Favorite and I got the Campbell Maples.

The first thing to arrive was the cinnamon roll, and it made an impressive entrance. It was about the size of my wife's head, and absolutely engulfed in their sweet cream icing. Everyone got a piece of this mammoth sized pastry and we dug in. The icing was surprisingly light and not overly sweet. For someone used to and expecting a heavy cream cheese frosting, this was a really nice surprise. The cinnamon roll itself was warm and pillowy with a deliciously balanced cinnamon filling running throughout that was complemented perfectly by the sweet cream icing.

We were just finishing up our cinnamon roll pieces (still leaving about a third of it) when our main breakfast entrees arrived. The morning bounty platters were enormous, and they each came accompanied by the (if they aren't the should be) famous griddle cakes.

The kid waffles were golden and crispy on the outside with a nice pillowy inside. The cherry topping that they both got was well balanced. Not sickly sweet or cherry cough medicine flavored. It was a nice balance of sweetness and tartness.

The Farm Tenant Favorite comes with two eggs, potatoes, biscuit, sausage gravy, grits, sausage, bacon, and a choice of country or sugar cured ham... and the griddle cake. My wife opted for over easy eggs and the sugar cured ham. It was a crazy amount of food for $15.99.

My Campbell Maples platter came with two eggs, potatoes, biscuit, sausage gravy, grits, and chicken fried steak... And the griddle cake. Also a crazy amount of food for $15.99.

Everything was amazing. The biscuits were huge and warm and fluffy. The grits were creamy and flavorful. The eggs were cooked nicely and still runny in the center. Everything tasted fresh and delicious. We didn't even really have room for the griddle cakes, but I wanted to try them fresh before we took them (and our copious other leftovers) home. They were slightly crisp on the outside, but spongey and pillowy on the inside. They had a gorgeous texture and were slightly nutty in flavor, almost like cornbread, but we're not sure if there was corn meal in them or if it's just how they are cooked. One bite made me wish my stomach was bigger so I could have eaten more.

Our server was lovely and the food, portions, quality, everything was outstanding. We would happily return again. Get a cinnamon roll... and a griddle cake... and... anything. Everything we got was outstanding. Highly...

Let’s start with the highlight: the chicken and dumplings came in hot, seasoned well, and could’ve fed a small army. Comfort food at its finest. I would’ve gone back for seconds if I hadn’t already committed to trying half the menu.

Fried okra, on the other hand? Bless it. It tasted like someone dropped it in the fryer, went to feed the chickens, forgot it was there, and came back after the grease had died a smoky death. Straight to the trash. Not even Jesus could’ve saved that okra.

Sugar-cured ham? Now that was a Southern love letter on a plate. Two hearty slices, sweet and perfectly cooked. If I had a biscuit, I would’ve written a poem.

The corn on the cob? Juicy, sweet, and butter-lickin’ good. I’m still dreaming about it.

Then came the fried chicken… and honey, there was nothing left but the bone. That bird didn’t stand a chance. Crispy, flavorful, devoured. Amen.

The fried green tomatoes were a delightful surprise—crispy, sweet batter with that perfect tang inside. I didn’t share. Don’t judge me.

Now, the macaroni was… well, it was there. Not bad, not great, just kind of… existing. It’s the friend you invite to the potluck because you feel bad, not because you want to.

Meatloaf—oh, sweet mercy. It had good flavor thanks to its heavy relationship with ketchup, but the texture? Gummy and chewy, like it couldn’t decide whether to be dinner or a bouncy ball. Honestly, save your meatloaf cravings for Cracker Barrel. They do it better and don’t make you question your life choices.

Mashed potatoes were solid. Creamy, flavorful, no complaints. The southern fried steak was fried just right and came with a gravy that made my taste buds sing old hymns.

They were out of catfish, which was disappointing. Catfish lives matter too. RIP to what could’ve been.

As for dessert… there might’ve been one? No idea. Our waiter didn’t mention it, but we did complain about the okra, so maybe we were blacklisted from sweets. That said, he was otherwise friendly and kept our drinks filled like a true Southern gentleman.

But let’s talk about the men’s bathroom. Y’all. The floor was soaked in something I hope was water (but fear was not), and the sink was broken. Not the charming rustic vibe I was going for.

Final thoughts? Five Oaks Farm Kitchen is a mixed bag of Southern hits and burnt-miss kitchen mishaps. Go for the chicken, ham, and fried green tomatoes. Skip the okra, maybe say a prayer for the bathroom, and don’t expect dessert unless you sweet-talk...

We visited the restaurant this morning 11/02/2025, I informed the waitress I had an allergy to Canola oil and asked what oil they used. She said she would get the manager to talk with me, ok that was fine The manager came over to the table and I told him I had a canola oil allergy. He immediately had an attitude towards me, and said they only had one oil and it was canola oil and that the only option I had was bacon or sausage because they fried each in the oven. I said that means I only have those options nothing else? He said yes and walked away, he came back a few minutes later and told me they had a release spray that they used on waffles and that I could order that, I told him I really didn’t care for waffles I don’t like the texture. He walked away. One of our friends suggested toast, I asked the waitress and she said she was going to ask the manager to make sure. She asked him and then came back and said it would be fine to eat. So I ordered bacon and toast. A couple of minutes into my “meal” I started having a reaction, thank God I carry benedryl with me. So obviously canola oil was used on my toast or my bacon got mixed in with something that had canola oil on it, I didn’t tell the manager because I figured since he had an attitude from the start he’d swear that I wasn’t having a reaction from anything I had eaten there. My whole point is he didn’t care from the get go, I didn’t expect him to bow down to me I just didn’t want to end up in the ER from an allergic reaction. We’ve eaten there several times, usually at lunch time, and the other managers have made sure that my food never touched canola oil (they used foil so that it never touched the grill) and were very accommodating, like I said I don’t expect people to bow down to me, but I can’t help that I have allergies, and it hard to eat at restaurants. Even though I have eaten at this restaurant I still ask about the oil because things change in restaurants all the time We were there this morning because the couple we were with had never been there before and we wanted them to experience the food. They could not believe how the manager treated me over allergies. This will be our last visit unfortunately, because I can’t risk my health and I won’t be mistreated because I...