If the weather is willing, you cannot beat the outdoor area, with its water, trees, and squawking peacocks. It does not feel like you are in Lubbock, and the adobe-like structure is certainly inviting. But the kitchen seemed to be struggling to produce anything more than adequate food. The steaks were overdone, and the grilled rainbow trout needed a flavor boost. The Tennessee spicy chicken was tasty, but the spicy sauce was scant, leaving a lot of fried chicken without its signature identity. (An order comes with a side of coleslaw, which works well if you’re smitten with mayonnaise.) On the positive side, the green-chile cornbread was the delicious star of the bread basket, and the sandwich specialist in our group declared the pulled pork with pimento cheese (and a host of other layers) “yummy.” Our visit happened on a Saturday night and the live music was lively—so lively that we gave up trying to talk and just listened. We even struggled to communicate with our server!