Just blocks from the outskirts of UT’s campus is a medium-sized white house with closed shutters and a nondescript sign bearing the name Olamaie. And within those walls is one of the most charming and impressive upscale Southern restaurants we've ever experienced.
When you walk in off the wraparound porch, you're greeted with a small, lounge-like waiting area where the hostess will offer you a beverage while you wait. Just beyond that are three or four rooms of multiple-sized tables, the lighting dimmed perfectly and the ambiance sexy, but sweet. But we digress. This isn't a Pinterest wedding mood board. This is your life. Your dinner. Your opportunity to eat like the damn king or queen that you are. Order the hush puppies and the hoppin’ John and don't go anywhere near the mushrooms (we promise, they're not worth an ounce of your energy). Follow-up with the chicken and an order (or 15) of the off-menu biscuits. Weep like a little school girl because you've never loved an edible object so much in your life. Repeat in your dreams for all eternity until you can get into Olamaie again. In the South’s name we pray, amen.
If there is a question, the answer is yes. You need them.
We never knew beans and eggs could be so good.
These aren't listed on the menu. Now you know. They come with honey butter, and they are possibly the best biscuits we've ever eaten - order accordingly.
An excellent entree choice: super tender, super tasty, served in a super flavorable sauce.
By far the most disappointing item we've had here. Skip.