Wiggling impatiently in the mini rocking chair on the porch at Farmer and the Dail, my 2-year-old daughter, Reagan, hollers for her portion of the bakery’s famed “biscuit bomb.” I quickly unwrap the steaming, oversize, buttery treat and tear it open, sending a cascade of chopped bacon onto the table, strands of melted cheese dangling from the two halves. It’s stuffed full, as the biscuit bombs always are, because that’s the way owner Stacy “Dail” Bailes prefers to eat hers.
“We like to do things the way you would do them at home,” she says, noting that she also puts a lot of sprinkles on her cookies. Everything on the menu — from the old-fashioned jacks (glazed hand pies brimming with local, seasonal fruit) to the cheesecake brownies to the grits bowls — is generously, if not gratuitously, loaded.
To accommodate the loyal locals and the out-of-town crowds, Farmer and the Dail recently moved to a spacious building in Snow Hill, off U.S. Highway 258. It’s a far cry from the modest cookie-decorating classes that Stacy and her husband, Zac, started offering from her mom’s backyard kitchen in 2015, but even in expanding, they’re careful to maintain the hospitality and flavors that have helped their business boom. “We really wanted it to feel like you’re going to your grandma’s house and getting made-from-scratch food, and the warm and cozy feelings that come with it,” Stacy says.
As she rocks on the porch, Reagan feels right at home. She takes big, crumbly bites of her biscuit bomb, which renders her uncharacteristically silent — at least for a few moments.
Farmer and the Dail
1329 U.S. Highway 258
Snow Hill, NC 28580
(252) 747-1392
farmerandthedail.com
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