Presley's Drive In - Jonesboro

The double cheeseburgers are exactly what you would expect from a classic drive-in. As one reviewer mentioned, the decor is ‘simple,’ but the delicious food more than makes up for it!

Fortunately, Presley's Drive-In is still thriving, and thank goodness for that! This family-owned gem has been serving generations and recently underwent a change in ownership. The new owners are committed to preserving this slice of Americana. However, they do face some challenges. During my visit, the ice cream machine was out of order, which is always a disappointment for a dairy drive-in. But Presley's handled it well by offering delicious slices of pie and cake for those who were hoping for ice cream but missed out. One standout menu item that often goes unrecognized is the Reuben sandwich. It was one of the best I've ever had—shredded corned beef on seeded bread with Russian dressing and sauerkraut. If you're planning a visit, I highly recommend choosing it over the burger next time!

Best Diner Ever! Presley's is back in business, and the new owner is fantastic! The food is delicious, and they’ve extended their hours: Monday to Friday from 6 AM to 8 PM, and Saturday from 6 AM to 4 PM. I highly recommend it!

Great service! The waitresses are country and friendly! A great place for a burger!

In a different time and place, Presley’s Drive In was a place of summer. Started by Harold and Hettie Mae Presley back in the early 1970s, it passed first to their son Terry Presley and then to Gary McGill, a fine dairy diner that has now served western Jonesboro for more than 40 years. The décor has always been simple dairy diner, with a nod to a distant relative born in Tupelo. My boyfriend and I lived half a mile west of Gee Street in the late 90s, and we’d gather up laundry twice a month and head over to the Magic Touch for a laundry derby… and once the first round of loads were in on a Monday afternoon, I’d walk over to Presley’s and pick up brown derbies for us both. At the time, Gee Street was much different. There were all sorts of restaurants that lined the streets, like the Milky Way Drive In and Grandpa’s along with the old grocery store, flea markets and low-income motels. And in the summer it was all whitewashed and ancient and out of time. When Grav and I went back to see