This old truck is the first thing you see when you pull into the parking lot of The Farm House restaurant. 
This is the side view of the restaurant and the old house in front is used as the Gift Shop. On the front side there are large wagon wheel benches to sit and wait for a tour of Fontanel( Barbara Mandrell home she had in Nashville) or you can wait for your friends to meet you for lunch. 
The little walled alcove in the corner is where you come inside , then you and your pals enter this very large area with lots of tables. This photo and the next three were taken from where I sat in the restaurant. Note the chairs on the far wall.
The wall behind us had dinner plates of all kinds on display. 
In the corner a band set up is on display . The small windows on either side of the large ones had old cloth calendars used to cover them. I asked the hostess the story of the quilts and she said they were used to cover up the acoustic. I was disappointed in the reply as I had wondered if the quilts were family heirlooms because most of them were old and worn quilts. 
This bow tie quilt was just above our heads as we dined. Mz. Bubbles had Sweet Potato Pancakes with pecan praline syrup, Pammie Poo had an omelet and I had a chicken salad sandwich with sweet potato fries. I shared my fries and Mz Bubbles shared her pancakes. Those pancakes should be on the dessert menu with whipped cream. BTW It was lunch time but breakfast is served all day.
The Kitty Justice if you find yourself in Nashville, head north on White Creeks Pike and enjoy a good meal.
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We have a Farmhouse Restaurant out here on the LaConner Whitney Rd. at Hiway 20. I should go in there and take pictures too.
I am glad you enjoyed your company and your outing. MB
decor inside is so interesting. Glad you enjoyed the meal and the setting.I love the flower you found growing and hope you can save it to move closer to home. Glad you liked my family photos and they were so
helpful doing things I cannot do any more. A couple of tomato plants have flowers on them. Yours must have been VERY late, ut lucky to have the basement to ripen them in. Glad you liked the jokes.
Take care, my friend, Love, Merle.