I set my alarm for 6 AM on a Saturday and drove forty minutes for a cinnamon roll. Zero regrets.
There is something about a small-town bakery that a city coffee chain will never replicate, no matter how hard it tries. Tennessee understands this better than most.
The state is full of little towns where someone wakes up before dawn, fires up an oven, and produces something that makes your whole morning feel different. Fresh bread, hand-frosted pastries, biscuits that dissolve the moment you bite in…