I’ve been wanting to try Buttermilk’s since James and I first started dating years ago and we would make trips to Canton to visit his parents. It’s the cutest little corner restaurant downtown on the main drag. It has always looked so charming and quaint, and I really don’t know what took us so long to finally eat there. I decided to go for my birthday breakfast and looked forward to it all week!
We loaded up the little ones (big sister was at school) and headed in to Canton, about 20 minutes away. We got off to a late start because James was on shift the day before but finally made it there about 10:55am. Much to our surprise- they didn’t open until 11am- so it was a good thing we took our sweet time getting there! The restaurant is charming inside just as you would expect from the outside- pale blue walls with white wainscoting and vintage decor. Filled with mostly four top tables, there is also seating available at the stainless steel bar that gives it a old-fashioned diner vibe.
Even MORE to our surprise (and immense disappointment) Buttermilk’s does NOT serve breakfast! I couldn’t believe it. My fault for not checking the menu, but it honestly never even occurred to me that they wouldn’t. With a name like “Buttermilk’s” I was conjuring up images of impossibly fluffy buttermilk biscuits and mile-high stacks of buttermilk pancakes. Nope. Not even close. Apparently their namesake comes from their buttermilk chess pie. (Which we had a chance to sample at the Van Zandt County First Responder Appreciation Banquet a few weeks prior. It was everything you would want in a buttermilk pie- creamy filling, flaky crust. I would stop in just for a slice and maybe some coffee.)
It took several minutes for us to scour the menu for our selections, but it was too late to switch my palette from breakfast to lunch. James ended up choosing the Ranch Hand Salad with grilled chicken- which was surprising because he usually goes for the chicken fried steak. (Especially when they had awards on the walls behind us for winning best CFS in the area.) The veggies were fresh and it came with a side of house-made buttermilk ranch.
The menu boasted different salads, sandwiches, burgers, and baskets (steak fingers, chicken tenders, and even all-you-can-eat catfish) but none of it really peaked my interest. I didn’t want to waste my calories on a run-of-the-mill burger or fried chicken, so I opted for grilled chicken and sweet potato fries. (With a side of hush puppies because it was my birthday and I really wanted them.) The grilled chicken is offered “BBQ smothered” or “herb dusted”. I asked what the herb mix included only to learn it is just Mrs. Dash seasoning. That was a little disappointing… I was expecting a proprietary “secret” blend of spices. It tasted very much like what I could have prepared myself at home (for a lot less).
I am a sucker for peach cobbler and will usually choose that for dessert if it’s available (well, that, and creme brûlée). Buttermilk’s comped my dessert for my birthday- very sweet of them! The peach cobbler was also very sweet, but the peaches and crust were tender. It hit the spot; and if you can stand the sweetness, would be good with a big scoop of vanilla ice cream.
I would definitely describe Buttermilk’s as down home cooking, which could be a positive or negative depending what you’re in the mood for. It tasted like something I could make at home, but I would consider myself a confident home cook. Someone that doesn’t know their way around the kitchen as much might appreciate a scratch-made meal.
All in all, I would give it three stars but we probably won’t be back- unless maybe once more to try their “famous” chicken fried steak or for just a piece of pie. If you find yourself in Canton, visiting First Monday Trade Days perhaps, stop by Buttermilk’s… just not before 11am, not on Sundays, and not expecting breakfast.