Greens are mixed with chicken, a Tabasco-spiked dressing, chunks of celery and blue cheese. Romaine, raisins, pimentos, sunflower seeds, almonds and feta cheese make a fine mixture, but they re tossed with a honey-almond dressing that tastes strangely like Dr. Pepper. The Bistro menu lists more sophisticated dishes, but few deliver what s promised in their descriptions. Fresh tuna chunks and a little spinach are wrapped in an egg roll and fried, just barely cooking the tuna so you can have the fun of an egg roll crunch along with a meaty piece of tuna cooked to the right plush meatiness. The pork chop was tender and cooked just right, with a light brush of barbecue sauce, and served with over-buttered scalloped potatoes.
Booths are comfortable and private, nicely lit.
I find that eating with loud rock and Top-40 music on the sound system is not relaxing. But this is, after all, a bar and a brewpub, not a fine dining restaurant. Our servers friendly and casual approach fit the atmosphere. Except for one long wait to return a credit card, and the usual neglect of clearing the table completely between courses, service was fine. The servers certainly know the beers, and are able to help pick out the kind we each wanted.