The thing that makes homogenization work is that it makes people comfortable; you can go to Starbucks in Chicago or Dubai and it will basically be the same thing. While this can be soulless and depressing, it can also come in handy. A hungover breakfast in Tokyo for instance (#eggmcmuffintime). But I also love to discover the regional spots that have yet to fully conquer the landscape. In Ohio this manifests itself in the form of Bob Evans. This past weekend I was in North Carolina and couldn’t miss the always delicious and still privately held regional chain Biscuitville. To me, Biscuitville is the Southern breakfast equivalent of the West coast burger mecca In-N-Out. The biscuit making began in 1966 as a way for founder Maurice Jennings (who owned a Pizza chain called â€” wait for it â€” Pizzaville) to do a breakfast business. In 1975 the first full time biscuit operation opened in Danville, Virginia and Biscuitville was born. The rest is history.
Delicious “made from scratch” every 20 minutes right there in front of you, Biscuitville is a tasty destination for anyone visiting North Carolina. The chain (which is at about 52 locations) opens at 6am (now 5am) and closes at 2pm. It serves all sorts of wonderful biscuit-based breakfast food. Go for a fried chicken biscuit and a sweet tea and you will thank me. Shit, everything on the menu is great and terrible for you. Good thing I only go once or twice a year.