Welcome to the Flying Fish in scenic, downtown Little Rock Arkansas. We came for the animatronic singing fish, we stayed for the frogs legs.
We didn't have plans for lunch until we drove by the Cotham Mercantile, "Where the elite meet to eat". The sagging porch roof, faded hardware hanging from a pegboard wall, and farming equipment leaned against the register were like a full set of gold stars to a traveler in search of a novel experience.
After relaxing in New Orleans, it is finally time to get back on the road. We have finished the Natchez Trace and are about as far south as we can make it in Louisiana. It's time to make like a gold miner and head west.
Perched at the terminus of the Natchez Trace is the purveyor of BBQ and moonshine cocktails: the Loveless Cafe.
Draught House and Mary's Bistro are two gastronomic draws under one roof.
We arrived on Mackinac Island in time for brunch at The Carriage House.
The 50s Train Diner is the best kind of Americana.
We had lunch in a ghost town. There were skulls on the walls, animal flesh on the table, and partially collapsed buildings all around.