Hollyhock Hill

In the land of chic small plates and craft cocktails, there’s an old haunt that hasn’t touched a trend—and is cherished for just that. Hollyhock Hill sticks with what’s worked since it opened in 1928: comfort in the form of chicken. Among the frilly tables, servers dole out platters of skillet-fried goodness paired with mashed potatoes, corn, green beans, and buttermilk biscuits with apple butter. Dinner Tues.–Sat., lunch and dinner Sun.