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Joe's Produce and Deli - old-school Meat and Three in Joelton, TN

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This entry was posted on 10/26/2006 9:31 PM and is filed under Tennessee, Old School.

You never know what you will find when visiting a new Meat and Three.  Even when going with someone who has been there before, you're just not sure how this one's going to compare to your old standbys. Well, my friend, Randy, asked me to hit the links yesterday, and suggested that we stop by a place on the way to the course. Randy is an experienced Meat and Three connoisseur and an excellent golfer, so I had no concerns.

Joe's Produce and Deli [http://www.meatandthree.com/tn/joesproduce/index.html] is just off Interstate 24 West in Joelton, TN, next door to a gun shop and indoor shooting range. Walking in the door reminded me of some of the Country Stores I used to visit when I was a kid, riding shotgun with Dad while he was working his route on the back roads of Alabama and Mississippi. Joe's is not exactly like one in every way, but it's close enough for us to call it an "old-school" Meat and Three.

What you found in the old country stores, as I recall, was a wide assortment of all kinds of things. Fresh-grown produce, a meat counter, shelves with various products for sale, maybe an old saddle, tools, and even a small motor-driven cycle. Usually, there was a table or two in one of those old general stores with a couple of older men sitting around telling stories, smoking, laughing, drinking a soda.

This is about what you find at Joe's Produce & Deli. Throw in a big helping of family and friend's photos on the walls, a lot of stuff for sale, a couple of friendly ladies working behind the register and food counter, along with a steady traffic of lunch customers, and you've got pretty close to what an old country store was like "back in the day". Granted, most of the ones I remember were out in the boonies on country roads, and this one was missing the barrels of crackers and hoop cheese (or, at least I did not see one), and was in a mini strip mall. But, I just had that old feeling when I was there...you know the one. The one that "takes you back".

Randy had a soft drink, fried bologna with mashed potatoes and I ordered the roast beef with carrots, lima beans and sweet tea. We both had cornbread with our Meat and Two sides. With a round of golf in our immediate future, the dessert was a little too much to consider.

It was just a short drive from Joe's Produce through the rolling hills and the beautiful fall countryside as we made our way to the Through the Greencourse. Enough time to get psyched up for a course I had never played, hoping that the game would be as satisfying as the meal. It was a fun round, indeed, and that old familiar feeling came back while on the course ...well, at least one or two times. Let's just say that I won't be receiving any calls from the folks at Nike or Footjoy any time soon. Now, for Randy that might be another story.

Speaking of stories - if you have any historical tales or great stories involving a Meat and Three, especially one of those "old school" Meat and Three's out there, we'd love to hear about it. You can email me directly at phil@meatandthree.com or just enter a comment about this article and we'll do the rest.
 

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    • 7/9/2011 4:32 AM Gordy Thomas wrote:
      It's 5:15 A.M. on a Saturday morning, and I'm about to head out to Joe's for their best-kept secret: Breakfast and Bluegrass. Every Saturday morning the kitchen shows signs of life around 4:00 A.M. That's when they begin to make the great biscuits and other items that come to make up the "Big Breakfast", sold only on Saturday mornings. Somewhere around 6:00 A.M., a lot of locals (and a few from far away) begin to arrive with their guitars, fiddles, banjos and appetites. The pickers set up in a circle at the far end of the "dining room", and you never know what great old standards you are going to hear, or who will take the lead or sing the vocal (if there is one). Of course, there is a fine assortment of good old Gospel tunes in the mix. Meanwhile, folks come in and head to the fully-loaded steam tables and self-serve coffee dispensers. It's not a real "all-you-can-eat", but there is certainly enough of everything to satisfy even my great hunger and big belly. You simply point out what you want: biscuits, gravy, grits, potatoes, scrambled eggs, ham, sausage, bacon (and I mean GOOD bacon), tomatoes and a few other things I'm sure I'm forgetting. It's okay if your plate gets overloaded, as your brain doesn't need to. When you've finished eating you simply go to the register and say, "I had a breakfast", and you pay one flat price (unless, I suppose, you ate like a bird). Meanwhile, the circle of pickers keeps growing and growing. By 9 AM, you can't get any more musicians into the mix, the space gets so tight. Diners come and go throughout the morning, and while they are there they are very appreciative of just about every song that's played, stopping in the middle of their chatter to applaud the latest tune. Yes, you could just stop in for a cup of coffee...but why would you? Eat up and enjoy!
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