Wright Thompson Highlights Kathryn's Moon Lake Memories for Garden and Gun

Wright Thompson Highlights Kathryn’s Moon Lake Memories for Garden and Gun

Kathryn’s Moon Lake Memories feature photograph by Rory Doyle for Garden & Gun Magazine April/May 2019 issue

Clarksdale native Wright Thompson highlights Kathryn’s Moon Lake Memories for Garden and Gun Magazine in the April/May 2019 issue. Founded in 1939, current owner, chef and musician, John Mohead deserves the praise! People from all over the Mid-South eagerly make the journey to dine at this historic destination.

Located only a mile from our lake house, we are frequent visitors to Kathryn’s on Moon Lake. We’ve been going to this favored restaurant since we were little kids.

Read the article “Our Kind of Place – Moon Lake Memories. The decades dissolve in a flicker at Kathryn’s, an old-school Italian joint in the Mississippi Delta” here: https://gardenandgun.com/articles/moon-lake-memories/

Kathryn’s on Moon Lake: https://www.kathrynsonmoonlake.com/
5770 Moon Lake Road, Dundee, Mississippi
Open Thursday-Sunday 6pm-10pm
Call 662-337-0022
[email protected]
https://deltabohemian.com/kathryns-restaurant-moon-lake-clarksdale/

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OUR KIND OF PLACE – Moon Lake Memories. The decades dissolve in a flicker at Kathryn’s, an old-school Italian joint in the Mississippi Delta

By Wright Thompson, for Garden & Gun

We took our infant daughter to Moon Lake for our first family vacation last summer. It had been a long year, with lots of stress at work and the joy and exhaustion of a newborn. My wife, Sonia, and I needed a few days to stare at water. When we walked into the house, I turned my phone off. Two days later, I finally felt my adrenaline run out.

The wide trunks of old-growth cypresses line the banks of this oxbow off the Mississippi River, twenty-odd miles north of where I grew up in Clarksdale. Rickety piers and naked pilings—the skeletons of families and summers lost even to memory now—follow the lake’s curves. Every night we’re here, we head to our reserved corner table at an old Mississippi Delta roadhouse named Kathryn’s, a time capsule of a room that hums with wonderful light and the energy of red-and-white checkerboard tablecloths, and serves the best steak in Mississippi and the best pesto not made in Genoa or somewhere along Arthur Avenue in the Bronx.

The nights at Kathryn’s play out the same. We drink from a bottle of wine we brought, or sip from a fifth of whiskey—like all the best Mississippi joints, it’s BYOB. The owner, a beautiful singer-songwriter named John Mohead, pulls up a chair. There’s something symbolic about his owning this restaurant. His songs are a subtle examination of his Delta life, an attempt to make sense of the world the founders encountered when they arrived, the world they built and the one they left behind. ….