Well, I guess I'm just spoiled growing up in a traditional Southern home. Because while I found the Back Forty satisfying, there was nothing there that my mom, grandmother, and two aunts couldn't match or beat. Except the ketchup...the homemade mix there was actually the most memorable part of the meal. I can't believe I'm using this word to describe ketchup...exquisite. As far as the regular menu goes, the Fregola (which was so new to the menu, the waiter had to go to the kitchen to find out what it was) was the only thing that was as good as the best I'd ever had growing up for Sunday dinner...kudos for that one. The shaved fennel with pumpkin was tasty enough, but the light, healthy flavor of the dish was contradicted by the oily residue on my lips. My wife said her burger was fantastic. And to Back Forty's credit, she ordered it mid-rare and that's how it came. I had the homemade sausage which was both unique and palatable. It's something I would recommend people try, but not something I am yearning to go back for. The wine the server suggested (sorry, not a connoisseur, can't remember the name) was spot on.----Final notes. We got there around 7:00 on a Friday night and the place was half full. But by the time we got our entrees, it was packed with I'm guessing at least a 30-minute wait. I'm guessing they took the criticisms of tiny portions to heart, because we both left full, without dessert. The service was fine, especially considering how busy it got, but not flawless. And the total bill was $61.85 + tip, which ain't bad for the neighborhood and quality of food.