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Rustic Rooster, 1310 Church Street NE, Decatur, AL (2026)

01/01/2026

✨🐓 Happy New Year, Rooster Nation! 🐓✨

Well now, y’all come on in here and let me flap my wings a minute, ’cause this old hen’s got somethin’ to say this fine New Year’s mornin’. First off — Happy New Year to every last one of ya! I surely hope your night was full of joy, laughter, and just enough sparkle to remind you that life’s still got some magic left in it. As for me, honey, I was roosted and out cold by 8:30 sharp. I drifted off to sleep listenin’ to them early fireworks poppin’ across town like somebody was tryin’ to reheat leftover biscuits in the microwave. Didn’t bother me none — truth be told, I’d rather folks be at home shootin’ fireworks than out on them roads actin’ like they ain’t got good sense. I reckon age’ll do that to you… makes you see things a little different, a little wiser, a little softer around the edges.

Now, since it is New Year’s Day, let’s scratch around in a little Southern folklore, shall we? Y’all already know where I’m headin’. Down here, we don’t need a calendar to tell us what’s for supper on January 1st — tradition’s been doin’ that job for generations.

✨ Black‑eyed peas — little ol’ symbols of coins and growin’ wealth.
✨ Greens — money, fortune, and the hope that your pockets stay a little heavier than last year.
✨ Cornbread — golden as sunshine and just as lucky, representin’ riches and prosperity.
✨ Pork — progress, baby. ’Cause pigs root forward, not backward, and we’re tryin’ to do the same.

And Lord, if you grew up with a Southern granny, you already know the rest of the rules:

🚫 Don’t you dare wash clothes, dishes, or nothin’ today — unless you’re tryin’ to wash somebody right outta your life.
🌬️ Crack them doors and windows open and let the old year’s bad energy, bad spirits, and bad attitudes blow clean on out.
✨ And whatever you do, don’t start nothin’ today you don’t wanna be stuck doin’ all year long.

I could go on for days — you know I could — but the point is this: instead of frettin’ over luck, superstition, and whether you’re stirrin’ your peas clockwise or counterclockwise, just come on down here and let us shoulder that burden for you.

Because today, The Rooster ain’t servin’ no ordinary menu. No ma’am, no sir — we’re ringin’ in the New Year with a spread that’d make your great‑grandmama lean back in her chair and fan herself with a church bulletin.

Today’s New Year’s Day Feast Includes:

🍖 Pot Roast
🐖 Pork Tenderloin
🐷 Hog Jowl (’cause we ain’t playin’ with the luck today)

Served up with:

🥚 Deviled Eggs
🫘 Black‑Eyed Peas
🥬 Collards
🤍 White Beans
🥬 Cabbage
🥕 Potatoes & Carrots
🌽 Corn on the Cob
…And whatever else I can dig up in this kitchen before the clock strikes 11.

We’re only open 11 to 3 today, so don’t dilly‑dally, don’t lollygag, and don’t let that luck slip through your fingers.

From our hearts, our kitchen, and our whole Rooster Crew — Happy New Year, y’all.
May your year be blessed, your table be full, and your spirit stay lifted like biscuits in a hot oven.

12/31/2025

🎉 Y’all… we done made it to the very last day of 2025.

Lawd have mercy, what a whirlwind, what a ride, what a tumble‑roll‑and‑hang‑on‑to‑your-britches kinda year it’s been. I swear, if somebody had told me last New Year’s Eve that we’d be standin’ where we’re standin’ now — elbows deep in gravy, stories, blessings, and lessons — I’da laughed ‘til my sides hurt.

We jumped headfirst into somethin’ we didn’t have a lick of experience in, didn’t have a map, didn’t have a manual, didn’t even have a “How To Not Lose Your Mind” pamphlet. Just grit, grace, and a whole lotta prayers whispered on the way to work before the sun even thought about wakin’ up.

But let me tell y’all somethin’…
Somewhere between the early mornings, the long nights, the burnt biscuits, the belly laughs, the tears wiped on apron corners, and the folks who walked through our doors hungry for more than just food — we found somethin’ real.

We found family.
We found purpose.
We found joy in the work.

For the first time in my whole entire life, I don’t dread gettin’ up and goin’ to work. I look forward to it — even on the days that stretch out longer than a country mile and busier than a one‑armed paper hanger. Y’all have made this place feel like home, and we ain’t takin’ that lightly.

2025 taught us about life, money, friends, family, patience, and the good Lord’s sense of humor. It taught us what to do, what not to do, and what to just shrug at and say, “Well… we’ll try again tomorrow.”

And as we tiptoe into 2026, we’re hopin’ for the same blessings — maybe with a smoother ride, a few less potholes, and a little more cushion in the bank account. But whatever comes, we’ll face it the same way we faced this year: together, grateful, and holdin’ on tight.

We hope 2025 was kind to each of y’all in at least one small way. And if it wasn’t, we pray 2026 comes in like a warm sunrise after a long cold night.

Thank you — truly — for every bit of support, kindness, patience, and love you’ve shown us. You’ve carried us farther than you know.

Alright alright… enough mushy stuff.
Let’s talk about what y’all REALLY came here for.

🍽️ Today's Lineup:
• Hamburger steak smothered like it owes you money
• Chicken casserole that tastes like Sunday after church
• Poor man’s soup — humble, hearty, and hits the spot

Sides:
• Mashed taters whipped smoother than a politician’s promise
• Fried okra crisp enough to make you grin
• Green beans cooked low, slow, and Southern
• Or cabbage that’ll warm your bones and your soul

And listen — a whole lotta y’all will be out on them roads tonight. Please, for the love of your mama, your babies, and the good Lord above, use your noggin. Don’t be out there actin’ like you ain’t got sense. Make it home safe to the folks who’d fall apart without you.

We love y’all big.
We appreciate y’all bigger.
And we’ll see y’all in 2026 — ready, grateful, and hungry for whatever comes next.

12/30/2025

Well honey, let me tell y’all somethin’… it is a blisterin’ cold Tuesday mornin’ down here at The Rooster, the kind of cold that’ll slap you clean across the face soon as you step out the door and make you question every life choice that led you to leavin’ a warm bed. I swear when I walked in this mornin’, life grabbed me by both shoulders, shook me like a rug on the clothesline, and just about knocked the last little spark right outta me.

Some mornings you wake up feelin’ like a spring chicken… and some mornings you wake up feelin’ like the old hen who’s been flappin’ her wings since the Carter administration. And baby, today? This ol’ hen ain’t built for takin’ punches. Life came swingin’, and all I could do was fluff my feathers and pray for mercy.

But that’s the thing about livin’, isn’t it? Life don’t ask permission. It don’t knock politely. It just barges in, muddy boots and all, and dares you to figure out how to roll with the punches. And even when you’re tired, even when your feathers are crooked and your coffee’s gone cold, you still gotta square your shoulders, take a deep breath, and swing back — not wild, not desperate, but with strategy, with grace, and with that quiet little fire that refuses to go out.

Now while we’re all tryin’ to make sense of the chaos, let me tell y’all what’s cookin’ for lunch today, because if anything can steady a soul on a cold Tuesday, it’s a plate full of comfort:

✨ Chicken & Dumplings — warm enough to thaw your bones and soothe your spirit
✨ Salmon Patties — crispy, golden, and just like Mama used to make
✨ Lasagne — layers of love, cheese, and the good kind of decisions

And for your sides, we’ve got:
• Black‑eyed peas, seasoned like somebody’s grandma is watchin’
• Sweet carrots, soft and buttery
• Fried squash, kissed by the skillet
• And of course, that creamy, dreamy mac & cheese

So come on in, thaw out, sit a spell, and let us feed you somethin’ that’ll put the color back in your cheeks and the pep back in your step.

And remember — everything in this life has a reason and a season. Don’t you ever take a single moment for granite, because even the hard days are shapin’ you into somethin’ stronger.

12/29/2025

Well good mornin’, Rooster Nation. I reckon I’m hollerin’ across this little corner of the internet hopin’ y’all had yourselves a Christmas so sweet and memory‑soaked it’ll keep your hearts warm clean through February. I hope your houses were full, your plates were fuller, and your spirits were fuller still.

Now listen… we’re standin’ right on the doorstep of a brand‑new year, watchin’ it peek ’round the corner like a shy child waitin’ to be invited in. And you know how folks get this time of year — everybody and their cousin starts makin’ resolutions. “I’m goin’ to the gym.” “I’m cuttin’ back on sweets.” “I’m gettin’ outta debt.” “I’m fixin’ my life.” Lord have mercy, the lists get longer than a church prayer chain.

And let me tell you right now — if we catch you sneakin’ a dessert outta that cooler, we ain’t judgin’ a soul. Sugar has a way of callin’ your name louder than a Baptist preacher on Easter Sunday.

As for me, well… this old hen ain’t perfect. Not even close. I trip, I fumble, I forget, I fuss, and I fall short more times than I care to count. But my resolution ’round these parts is simple as cornbread: wake up every mornin’ and try to be just a smidge better than I was the day before. One extra step. One extra breath of gratitude. One extra moment of kindness. You stack enough of those little steps together, and before you know it, you’ve walked yourself right into a better version of who you used to be.

So whatever your resolutions are — big, small, serious, silly — just put one foot in front of the other every day. You’ll get where you’re goin’, even if you gotta wobble your way there.

Now, before y’all get too carried away dreamin’ about your new selves, here’s a couple housekeeping notes from your friendly neighborhood Rooster:

🐓 We’ve got pre‑made plans today, so we’ll be closin’ up shop at 4 o’clock sharp.
🐓 We WILL be open on New Year’s Day, servin’ up your good‑luck favorites along with some of our regular comfort classics.
🐓 And this Sunday — mark it down — will be our very first Sunday open, from 11 to 3. Come break in that new tradition with us.

Alright now, let’s talk about what’s really important: TODAY’S PLATES.

We’re servin’ up your choice of
✨ Meatloaf
✨ Pork chops
✨ Baked ravioli

And they’re ridin’ alongside:
• Collards cooked down just right
• Pintos that taste like somebody’s grandma stirred ’em
• Mashed taters with gravy that’ll make you close your eyes
• Cream corn smoother than a Southern compliment

If you’re tired of holiday leftovers starin’ at you from the fridge like they’re judgin’ your life choices, come on down and let us feed you somethin’ that tastes like home.

Rooster Nation, we love y’all big. Let’s finish this year with full bellies, warm hearts, and a whole lotta grace for ourselves and each other.

12/23/2025

Well now, y’all… it’s that sweet Tuesday right before Christmas, and it’s our last day open this week. Tomorrow we’ll be here bright‑eyed and apron‑tied for catering order pick‑ups, so please swing by and grab your goodies before 12 o’clock sharp.

Before we get to the good eatin’, I wanna say somethin’ straight from the heart. My Christmas wish for every single one of y’all is simple: soak it in. Every laugh, every hug, every story told ‘round the tree. Take the picture — even if Uncle Earl’s blinkin’ and the kids ain’t lookin’. Tell the stories — the old ones, the funny ones, the ones that make your heart swell. Listen to the ones your mama tells, even if you’ve heard ‘em a hundred times.

Because those little moments?
Those become the threads that stitch together your family’s holidays for generations to come. Make ‘em count now, while they’re right in front of you.

From all of us here at The Rooster, we hope — truly, deeply — that y’all have the best Christmas ever. Thank you for supportin’ local, lovin’ on us, and pullin’ up a chair at our table as often as you do. We don’t take a single bit of it for granted.

Now… let’s talk about today’s spread, because Lord have mercy, it’s a good one:

🍽️ TODAY’S MENU
• Chicken & Dumplin’s — warm, cozy, and Southern as a front‑porch swing
• Lasagna — because sometimes you just need a little Italian hug on a plate

Sides struttin’ in like they own the place:
• Black‑eyed peas
• White beans
• Carrots
• Squash
• Mac & cheese (the kind that makes you close your eyes on the first bite)
• And whatever else might be hangin’ out in the cooler, bless its heart

From our kitchen to your home, from our hearts to yours…
Merry Christmas, Rooster Nation.
Y’all mean the world to us. .

12/22/2025

🌞 Good Monday mornin’, y’all…

Well now, here we are, inchin’ our way right on down that ol’ dusty road toward Christmas, countin’ the days like kids starin’ at the presents under the tree. I swear, I can just see all those little ones already wigglin’ with excitement, eyes big as saucers, knowin’ good and well they ain’t fixin’ to sleep a wink come Christmas Eve. Bless their hearts, they’ll be up at 3 a.m. sharp, tip‑toein’ through the house like tiny sugar‑powered tornadoes, tryin’ to catch Santa in the act.

But over here at The Rooster, honey, we ain’t got time to be peekin’ out no windows — we are wide open this mornin’, cookin’ cakes like the kitchen’s hummin’ its own Christmas carol. Flour flyin’, mixers whirrin’, ovens glowin’ like a row of little fireplaces. Not much rattlin’ around in this ol’ noggin today except the thought of a good wind‑down once this weekend finally rolls around. Lord knows we’ve got a whole mess of things kickin’ off soon enough.

We’re gearin’ up for our New Year’s Day dinner, servin’ from 11 to 3, and then — drumroll, sugar — we’ll be open on Sundays startin’ after the first of the year, also 11 to 3. We’re stretchin’ our wings a little, makin’ room for more folks to gather, eat, and feel at home.

But listen now, don’t let that get lost in the holiday shuffle — we are only open today and tomorrow this week. And mercy, we are full-up on catering orders, packed tighter than a church pew on Easter Sunday. We’ve got everything lined up so we can be outta here by noon on Christmas Eve, headed home to our own families, fireplaces, and plates of somethin’ sweet.

Now for the part everybody’s waitin’ on —
🍽️ What’s on the menu today?

✨ Meatloaf or Pork Chops
Served with your choice of:
• Collards cooked low and slow
• Pinto beans like Grandma used to make
• Creamed corn that’ll make you close your eyes and smile
• Or creamy mashed potatoes with gravy that’ll warm your whole spirit

So come on by, pull up a chair, and let us feed ya like kinfolk. Christmas is comin’, the kitchen is glowin’, and we’re grateful for every single one of y’all who walks through our door.

12/19/2025

🌾🎄🐓

Well now, let me tell y’all somethin’—it’s Friday, and not just any ol’ Friday, but the Friday sittin’ less than a week shy of Christmas, and mercy me, you will never guess who came sashayin’ through the doors of The Rooster this very mornin’. I was standin’ there mindin’ my biscuits and gravy, checkin’ on the fryer, when lo and behold, I caught sight of a green rascal skulkin’ ‘round like he owned the place. And wouldn’t you know it, of all the folks in all the world, it was none other than that ol’ Grinch himself, lookin’ like he was fixin’ to sn**ch Christmas right out from under our noses.

Now I ain’t one to stir up gossip, but let me paint y’all the picture: we chased that rascal high and low, inside and out, up and down Church Street, past the courthouse, back ‘round the square, and I swear he was runnin’ like a hound dog with a firecracker tied to his tail. Man alive, that Grinch can move! You’d think after all them years and all them stories he’d have learnt his lesson—that Christmas don’t come from no store shelf, no sir, it comes from the heart, from the folks gathered ‘round the table, from the laughter and the love and the smell of fried chicken driftin’ out the kitchen door. Maybe, just maybe, it means a little more.

And that’s the beauty of The Rooster, friends—you never know who you’re gonna see when you pull up a chair. Could be your neighbor, could be a traveler passin’ through, could even be the Grinch himself tryin’ to make off with a hushpuppy or two. But I’ll tell you what you can count on: it’s Fried Friday, and that means we’ve got all your fried favorites lined up like soldiers at roll call. Catfish golden as the sunrise, shrimp crispier than autumn leaves, okra that’ll make you hum hymns, and a few extra sides just to keep your plate lookin’ like a quilt stitched with love.

So y’all come on down, bring your kinfolk, bring your appetite, and maybe keep your eyes peeled—‘cause if you’re lucky, you might just catch a sightin’ of that ol’ Grinch dartin’ ‘round the corner, still tryin’ to figure out how to steal somethin’ that can’t be stolen. Christmas is alive and well at The Rooster, and we’re servin’ it up hot, fresh, and fried.

🎄🐓✨

12/19/2025

🌾✨ Well now, friends, let me gather y’all ‘round and share a few things we’ve got cookin’ here at The Rooster as we march on through this holiday season. You know me—I can’t just give you the facts plain and simple, I’ve got to paint the whole picture like sittin’ on a front porch swing with a glass of sweet tea in hand.

First off, Christmas is knockin’ at the door, and we need those holiday orders all tucked in and squared away. Don’t let the season sneak up on you like a fox in the henhouse—get those orders in so we can make sure your table is filled with all the comfort and joy you deserve.

Now, mark those calendars: we’ll be open Monday and Tuesday, servin’ up our usual love and good eatin’. Wednesday will be a special day—order pick-ups only until 3 o’clock sharp. After that, we’ll be takin’ a little breather, and we won’t see your smiling faces again until Monday the 29th.

Then comes New Year’s Day, and Lord have mercy, we’ll be open from 11 until 3, servin’ all the Southern staples that tradition calls for. You know the ones—black-eyed peas for luck, greens for prosperity, cornbread for gold, and maybe a little ham or hog jowl to keep the year hearty. It’s the kind of meal that ties us back to our roots, the kind that makes you feel like Grandma’s watchin’ over the stove.

And now for the biggest news of all, the kind that makes me want to shout from the rooftops: starting Sunday, January 4th, The Rooster will be open on Sundays! That’s right, y’all—every Sunday from 11 to 3, you can come sit a spell, share a plate, and make Sunday dinner with us part of your weekly rhythm.

Menus will be posted soon, so keep your eyes peeled. Until then, just know we’re mighty grateful for each and every one of you. You’re not just customers—you’re family, and we’re honored to feed you, laugh with you, and share these traditions together.

So spread the word, tell your kinfolk, and come hungry. The Rooster’s got plenty of love and plenty of food to go ‘round. 🐓❤️

12/18/2025

Who needs a small fruit platter for a Christmas party tomorrow?
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12/18/2025

🌞 Good Thursday Mornin’, y’all! 🌞

Well mercy me, I’m sittin’ out here on this back porch with the cool air nippin’ at my nose, watchin’ the day stretch itself awake like a hound dog after a long nap. Sheeewww weeee, I tell ya, it sure has been a week. Feels like we’ve been ridin’ hard and put up wet, but praise the Lord we’re coastin’ on into that weekend now.

Can you believe it’s just one week ‘til Christmas? One week, y’all! This time next Thursday we’ll be wrappin’ presents, sneakin’ bites of fudge, and hummin’ carols while the kitchen smells like heaven itself. The days are flyin’ by faster than a June bug on a hot skillet, but let me tell you somethin’—time might be quick for us, but back in the Good Book, them wise men had themselves a journey that was anything but fast.

Now lean in close, ‘cause this is worth ponderin’. Those wise men traveled somewhere between 800 and 1000 miles—by foot and by animal, across deserts and mountains, through hardship and weariness. They came from the east, and that meant a mighty long haul. But they believed every dusty mile, every sore foot, every sleepless night was worth it… worth it just to lay eyes on the newborn King.

So don’t you ever think your road is too hard, or your fight too long. Somebody out there believes you’re worth the travel, worth the hardship, worth the sacrifice. And if the wise men could press on through all that, surely we can keep on keepin’ on through our own trials. That star they followed lit the way, and I reckon we all got a star shinin’ somewhere, guidin’ us toward somethin’ mighty good. 🌟

Now, I know y’all are wonderin’ what’s cookin’ today, so let me lay it out plain:

🍲 Pot Roast or Beef Stroganoff – tender, slow-cooked, melt-in-your-mouth goodness.
🥔 Fried Potatoes – golden brown, crisp on the outside, soft on the inside, just like Grandma used to make.
🍲 White Beans – seasoned up right, creamy and hearty, stick-to-your-ribs good.
🥚 Deviled Eggs – tangy, creamy, and devilishly delicious.
🥕 Potatoes & Carrots – simmered down in that roast gravy, sweet and savory all at once.
🌽 Corn on the Cob – buttered up and sprinkled with love, ready to be gnawed clean.

So come on by, pull up a chair, and let’s share a meal that tastes like home. The porch is open, the stories are flowin’, and the food is waitin’.

✨ Holiday Blessing: ✨
May your heart be as full as your plate, your laughter as warm as the oven, and your spirit as bright as the Christmas lights twinklin’ in the night. May you find peace in the simple things, joy in the company of loved ones, and hope in the promise that tomorrow always brings. From our porch to yours, may this season remind you that love is the greatest gift of all. 🎄❤️

---the Rooster Crew

12/17/2025

🌞 Good Mornin’, y’all, and Happy Hump Day! 🌞

Well now, let me tell ya somethin’—I done missed yesterday’s post, and I know some of y’all were wonderin’ what in tarnation happened. Truth be told, we had ourselves a mighty fine caterin’ job that took every ounce of my attention. We had the honor of partnerin’ with 3M and servin’ up lunch for the good-hearted teachers over at Austin High School. Now if you’d told me less than a year ago that we’d be feedin’ schools, factories, companies, and even sittin’ down at your family tables for reunions and gatherings, I’d have laughed and said, “Well bless your heart, that sounds like a dream.” And yet here we are, livin’ it.

These past eight months, Lord have mercy, they’ve taken a toll on us. We’ve poured in sweat, tears, and every ounce of love we had to give. But let me tell ya somethin’—I wouldn’t trade it for nothin’. Chasin’ this dream has been like ridin’ a country road at sunset: bumpy at times, but oh so beautiful when you look out and see the horizon glowin’.

Food, y’all, it’s more than just fillin’ bellies. It’s about stirrin’ up memories. It’s about takin’ one bite of somethin’ warm and familiar and suddenly you’re sittin’ back at your granny’s kitchen table, smellin’ biscuits in the oven and hearin’ her hum a hymn while she stirred the gravy. It’s about laughin’ with cousins, hearin’ stories from your daddy, or just feelin’ that comfort of bein’ cared for. And if we’ve managed to make even one person smile, or remember somethin’ sweet from their childhood, then all this hard work has been worth it.

So today, I’m sittin’ here mighty thankful. Thankful for every soul we’ve touched, every smile we’ve sparked, every memory we’ve helped bring back to life. Thankful for the chance to serve, to love, and to share a little piece of ourselves with y’all.

Now, I know what you’re really waitin’ on—today’s menu. So let me holler it out nice and clear:

🍽️ Today’s Spread at The Rooster 🍽️
- Hamburger steak, seasoned up just right, smothered in gravy
- Chicken casserole, creamy and cozy like a quilt on a cold night
- Green beans (yes sir, we’ve got plenty!)
- Stewed cabbage just like memaw made
- Taters with gravy, smooth and rich, just like mama used to make

So come on by, pull up a chair, and let us feed ya somethin’ that’ll warm your belly and your heart. We’re here, we’re grateful, and we’re servin’ up comfort one plate at a time.

- remember memories are all we have left!!!

12/16/2025

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