Who hasn’t been to Loveless Café? Better yet, who can say that they’re from Nashville, and haven’t even HEARD of those infamous, flaky, fluffy biscuits with the homemade jam?! I’m getting hungry just thinking about it! You know what, just give me a basket of those for my birthday and I’ll be happy.

Whenever I’m in the area, I make sure to stop by. If I’m going for breakfast, (which is served all day), I’ll get the Southern Omelet. But if I’m going for lunch or dinner, I can’t resist the southern fried catfish! What can I say? I’m a southern girl. I’m also a slim, girl, but I can polish off a basket of biscuits by myself.

What do you think? What Loveless Café stories do you have to share?