We’ve all heard not to judge a book by its cover, but when it comes to restaurants, the front door can tell you a lot. The Palms’ is large, weathered, and inviting — one look, and you know it’s the kind of place you want to step into and explore. And once you do, there’s no disappointment as you’re greeted by laughter, conversations, and the clink of glasses and plates. This isn’t just a restaurant; it’s a landmark, a gathering spot, and sometimes, a much-needed retreat.
The Palms isn’t trying to be anything it’s not — it’s confident in its own skin. The vibe is easygoing, as you slide into a worn wooden booth and get greeted by the chipper wait staff. There’s a kind of authenticity here that’s becoming rare to find, even here in our beloved Shenandoah Valley.
And then, the food. If you’ve been waiting for your sign to try bacon-onion jam on a burger, this is it. Sweet and savory, the Palms serves up good ol’ Southern cooking that’ll keep your mouth watering long after your burger is gone. And afterwards, it’ll remain top-of-mind, like trying out a new 7-iron and immediately knowing in your bones that you’ve got a new favorite club.
For dessert, I went with the homemade coconut cream pie. Toasted to perfection and topped with a generous smattering of whipped cream, it’s well worth a trip from Harrisonburg, Roanoke, or just down the street.
Lexington itself feels tailor-made for easygoing wandering. With two universities and streets full of history, the historic college town invites you to slow down and appreciate the Colonial Revival architecture, as well as the surrounding Blue Ridge Mountains. Pair a meal at The Palms with a round at the Lexington Country Club or Cliffview Golf Course and you can’t go wrong.
In a world full of soulless chain restaurants, the Palms stands out. So bring your appetite, pack your clubs, and make the trip. Just don’t forget to save room for pie!
