The Sunset Grill: Good Food, Good Drink, and Some Vans Down by the River.

Sorry for the long wait for a new review! I recently moved from Indianapolis to a small town in Northern Kentucky, in Gallatin County, the smallest county in the Commonwealth.  I hesitate to mention the town's name because it's so small someone could probably figure out which house is mine, and I would rather not have any surprise visitors, or any visitors, really, now that I've retired and become a hermit.  Near to me, however, is the bodacious burg of Warsaw, which has I think 3 bars and 5 restaurants, including Dairy Queen and Subway.  One of these fine establishments is the Sunset Grill on US42 on the western outskirts of town.  It is an unassumingly nice, clean place overlooking the Ohio River, although it is separated from the water by a row of RV campsites, which only detract from the view a little bit because the Grill outdoor deck sits above them.

The bar is pretty standard, with several TV screens.  There is a dining room behind it that's fare enough away from the bar for families to enjoy without too much noise from the drinkers.  The outdoor deck is HUGE and the view is GREAT, especially when there pleasure boats and/or towboats with barges passing by.  The service is fast and friendly, although you might have to wait a bit for your food if they're very busy.  The elevated bar food is worth the wait-- I've loved everything I've ever had there, and their prices are not outrageous, either.  Cheers!

Boondoggles Bar & Grill-- Comfort Food in a Comfortable Setting.

Boondoggles is on Ferry Street in Vevay, Indiana, (pronounced VEEVEE since the 1800s, Lord knows why) a pretty little town that reminds me of a miniature downtown Madison, especially now at Christmastime with the building facades all outlined in white lights. I had intended to eat at Roxano's Italian Cafe across the street, but it was closed due to the death of a close friend of the owners. Sad.  Boondoggles looked pretty decent from the outside, a neat old building with a nice sign out front, even if it did look like your run of the mill type bar.

It was pretty much like that on the inside as well, with booths and tables on one side and the bar on the other, but in the dim light everything seemed pretty clean, even the grill area that's right out in the open behind the bar like most small-town places. The bartender/waitress/cook/busperson (it was a slow afternoon) was not a movie goddess but she had a pleasing, friendly face that matched her demeanor.  I ordered a bottle Yeungling, the 1/2 pound Boon Burger, and an order of Onion Straws, something you can't get just anyplace.  They were all EXCELLENT, the beer cold, the burger perfectly seasoned, and the onions lightly breaded and fried just right, not greasy.  My barstool was quite comfortable, and there were like six large-screened TVs visible from my roost, so it would probably be a good place to watch a game or race.  The name Vevay seems French to me, but I'll have to do some research on that town's history. Until then, however, I will say A Votre Sante! to you!  ...Or just Cheers!, since it's Indiana... or Yeeee Haaa! since its across the river from me here in Kentucky, even though we don't really say that, much.

The Glencoe General Store in Glencoe, KY is not really a store. ;-)

Glencoe, Kentucky, population 360, is such a small town, it's the kind you hear jokes about, like "The sign at the city limits says Welcome to Glencoe-- Resume Speed" etc.   Even though there are two main roads through town, US 127 and KY 467, their intersections are offset so that there is no traffic light needed. At one of those intersections sits the General Store, which long ago was just that, a little shop where you could get just about anything as long as you didn't want a big selection of it.  It reopened a couple of years ago, however, as a very different sort of establishment, and I'm glad it did. 

It is primarily a pizza and sandwich shop but also sells Kentucky-produced food products, from barbecue sauce to specialty locally cut meats to craft beer and wine.  The best thing there is the wood-fired pizza, the crust of which has just a little bit of char around the edges to give it a kind of smoky flavor.  They don't skimp on the excellent sauce or the toppings either, and the price is not outrageous.  The sandwiches are very good, and they have salads and desserts as well.  Some of the desserts like chocolate peanut-buter brownies are made in-house, while some others like Fry Pies and blueberry cream-cheese drizzled sweet rolls are made by Dutch Pastries, an Amish bakery over by nearby Dry Ridge, KY.  All are deeeelicious, and the comfortable ambiance of the dining room will make you reluctant to leave.   So, if you have no other reason to visit Glencoe, come down to the General Store, y'hear?!

The Alpha Cafe in Wapakoneta, OH- 125 years of people trying to say the name 6 times really fast....

It's only logical that people who live in a city that has a long name will eventually coin shortened versions of that name, I suppose both to save time & effort and as a shared term of endearment.  Thus here at home Indianapolis is Indy. Appalachicola, Florida is Appalach, and Wapakoneta, OH is Wapak, pronounced the way a Bostonian would pronounce "War Park". I learned this by visiting a couple of establishments in downtown Wapakoneta one afternoon where I ran smack dab into a charity golf pub crawl to honor a beloved late Wapak high school alumnus.  The participants all had golf putters, since some of the establishments involved in the crawl had actual little putting greens set up to help raise charity money. It seemed like a cool idea until somewhat later in the day when putter discipline faltered due to alcohol consumption and some folks experienced some serious near misses.

I mention the pub crawl only because the crowd's arrival cut short my visit to The Alpha Cafe and my conversation with its proprietor, thus I was unable to learn much of The Alpha's 125-year history, several decades of which involve ownership by the same family.  The Alpha is a beautiful place that seems like a fancier version of The Rustic Cafe in Delphos-- a long narrow storefront space that is nevertheless quite deep. Just like The Rustic (and probably most small town downtown taverns everywhere. The Grill Bar in Franklin, Indiana comes to mind), there is a long bar along one side and a line of booths on the other. About midways back there is a grill/kitchen space, with a dining/games area behind that.

The bar itself is incredibly grand: huge and all carved wood from the 1890's, not something you'd expect to see in a small town.  I was trying to take a cell phone picture of the entire fixture in one photo and failing, it was so big!  The young lady bartender saw me struggling with my phone camera and handed me a postcard with the exact photo I desired. The bar was designed and installed by the Brunswick-Balke-Collander Company, forerunner of the present Brunswick bowling alley dynasty which, incidentally, built the bowling alley in the famous Biltmore Mansion at about the same time during the "Gay 90's".  

The proprietor was a gruff but friendly guy, though I know that seems like an oxymoron.  He had just started telling me about the history of the place when the pub crawl folks came in, so I didn't get to hear much more. I had a cheap and cold bottle of domestic beer alongwith a cheese and fried bologna plate. Experience with this and other regional establishmets teaches me that people in the farm-rich Northwest Ohio really know their way around beef, pork and cheese.  The locally-sourced bologna was seasoned, tender, and tasty, and the hot pepper cheese was spicy and delicious.  

The crowd was a little loud and boisterous but they were suddenly drowned out by a guy whooping, hollering, and dancing round like a man on fire. Everyone there looked at him like he might be insane, until we found out he was streaming the Bengals playoff game on his phone and they had just made a crucial interception, so when that was revealed the crowd broke out in applause. It's interesting to me that NW Ohio seems to prefer the Cincinnati teams for professional baseball and football rather than Cleveland, makes me like it there even more.  At any rate I will say the flat and almost featureless prairies certainly give way to some of the prettiest little towns anywhere, among which "Wapak" rates quite highly and the Alpha is a great part of it. Cheers!

The Garrison Restaurant at Ft. Benjamin Harrison State Park-- History and Simple Elegance

Fort Ben was an Army base that closed in the early 1990s, although both the National Guard and Reserve still maintain small facilities there, and the Federal Government retained the gargantuan 1950s-era Army Finance Center Building, though I dunno if it's still used for that.  My cousin from Tennessee was trained as a paymaster there before being shipped off to Vietnam for that war, during which when he wasn't doing paymaster work he guarded convoys and shuttlebuses from attack by the Viet Cong.  It seems ironic to me that another cousin who was in combat as an Army Ranger came through without a scratch while the ostensibly rear-echelon paymaster was severely wounded in a VC rocket attack that killed several of his tentmates, and then had to suffer through another rocket attack on the hospital where he was being treated.  Um, BUT I DIGRESS, as I so often have to say....

Fort Ben was completed in 1910 and has some of the most beautiful, well-maintained brick buildings I've ever seen on a military base.  The Garrison is located inside what was the Officers' Club, which has meeting and banquet rooms as well as the pro shop for The Fort Golf Course.  It's main focus is as an event venue, so the small but elegant dining room is only open for lunch every day from 11 a.m to 2 p.m.

The menu is somewhat limited, but has salads, sandwiches, and a few entrees.  They trumpet their Fried Chicken as a specialty, so I ordered that.  It wasn't huge like the specials I've had at other State Park Inns, but it wasn't as expensive, either, only $10.99 for 2 pieces of chicken (all white for $2 more) and 2 sides.  My Caesar Salad was beyond excellent-- it doesn't seem like there would be that many variables in what makes a salad great, but I swear this may have been the best side salad I've ever had: extreeeemely fresh and crispy Romaine, fresh grated Parmesan, and what I can only conclude was freshly house-made dressing. The chicken and mashed potatoes arrived just after the salad but I couldn't stop eating it, it was that good. I had to really force myself to stop eating the salad long enough to take a picture!

The chicken was not what I'd consider Southern-style but it was very good.   The breading was light and crispy, not greasy at all, although for my taste it could have used a little more seasoning, but the chicken inside was perfectly cooked and juicy.  The taters and gravy were house made from scratch, I think, though the yeast roll was standard-issue state park fare but fresh and soft.  Coffee was excellent, and plentiful since the server returned often to see if I needed anything. It was a great lunch and would have made a great sales pitch for anyone needing catering for an event.  I'd love to sample the Valentine's Day prix fixe dinner they're having, but dinner for one on the Big Day for Couples would feel kind of awkward.

The only drawback for guests staying in The Lodge is that it is the equivalent of a couple blocks away from the restaurant, almost too far to walk on a cold Winter's day, so they might want to just make do with the free continental breakfast the Lodge provides.  I drove by the Lodge but didn't have time to stop and explore.  It's another one of those lovely early 1900s brick buildings with a big front porch full of rocking chairs and an antique sign that says simply HOTEL.  They also rent out 4 houses, formerly commanding officer's quarters, and another larger house, all intended for groups of guests for conferences, retreats, and golf outings.  

I can't wait to come back and stay there, even though I only live maybe ten miles away.  AT EASE, MISTER (MISS, MA'AM, CIS)!  EAT HEARTY, HOOAH!

The Crossings Restaurant in Pendleton, IN-- A Mediterranean Oasis

Pendleton actually has a number of good places to eat, but the only Greek one I know is The Crossings, 8424 S. State Road 67, which stands all by itself  at the corner of SR67 and SR9, an attractive little place that's easily accessible from both roads.  It was previously a simple little breakfast restaurannt (I forget the name) but has been very nicely renovated by the current owners with a kind of upscale looking interior. The menu has a nice combination of traditional American and Greek dishes, and the proprietor was a handsome gent who was very friendly, greeting me with very exotic-sounding accented English. The server, on the other hand, was courteous but not friendly, a beautiful young woman who would have been even moreso had she ever smiled.  That, too, kind of seems like a sterotypical Mediterranean thing which I'm probably basing solely on the two Mama Mia! and My Big Fat Greek Wedding movies.

It was lunch time and I had a Greek Salad that was freakin' HUGE!  It was also delicious, with fresh greens and all the traditional components.  I love how they pitted the Kalamata olives, which were so fresh and tasty, even more since I didn't have to eat my way aroung the pits.  I don't know if there are different quality Feta cheeses, but the stuff on my salad was the best, as was the dressing. It was sort of delicately excellent!  The coffee was good, too.

Despite my perceived lack of friendliness, the server provided excellent service. The price was excellent for this $$ guy as well-- even with the addition of gyro meat and a cup of coffee, my bill was only $14.95, tax included. My only regret about the place is that it's not closer to home, else I would be back there right away to try the rest of the menu.   Opa!

Restaurant at the Canyon Inn, McCormick's Creek State Park-- Remote, and Loving It.

First off, I did not stay in the Canyon Inn.  Oh no, instead of paying a little more and relaxing in quaint, restored comfort, last month I disregarded everything learned from watching Lucy and Desi in The Long, Long Trailer and bought a small recreational travel trailer, after which I proceeded to drive over or back into some of the most beautiful scenery in America.  Granted, though, I saved some dollars here and there on accomodations, and was able to take with me everything I needed from home AND the kitchen sink, and slept in the same bed every night no matter where I went. So that's how I wound up staying in the campground at McCormick's Creek State Park for $21 instead of the Canyon Inn for $138, but I nevertheless resolved to eat in the restaurant there.  The park itself is quite beautiful and kind of rugged, with a fairly deep canyon and a pretty, noisy little waterfall just a short (but steep) walk from the roadway.

I've visited 3 of Indiana's 7 state park inns so far, and each is an exquisitely restored and maintained masterpiece.  The Canyon Inn is a beautiful stone building outside, and inside it is all polished wood and plush carpet.  I went to the restaurant and was seated immediately as you might expect in mid-January, but I was surprised to see a decent-size crowd there.  I ordered the Saturday special which was Barbecue with 3 sides for $18.39, maybe not $$ at first glance, but it was HUGE!  A big slab of ribs and a big, thick slice of brisket, both dabbed with a very subtle BBQ sauce, not too sweet and not too spicy.  My side salad was kind of small but the greens were very fresh and the Bleu Cheese dressing chunky and flavorful.  The house-made chips were tasty and non-greasy, with ridges suitable for dipping in the Bleu Cheese.  My Broccoli Cheese soup was really decent if not outstanding.  In addition to that bargain, they had Oliver Winery's Cherry Moscato for $3.50 a glass, so BOTTOM'S UP! (burp)