It is so big that half of it would almost fill an ordinary-size plate. It s named after the stop s founder, the late Howard Kennett, and was a constant there after the former gas station expanded into a truck stop in 1949. His son, Wayne, now runs it. Not greasy, they evoke memories of 1950s diners. Other sandwiches were also a hit.
Grits are the only disappointment.
A dollop of bacon grease and spice or cheese and garlic would cheer them up considerably. Pleasant Ridge Chili Pleasant Ridge Chili and Restaurant may be a misnomer. But sandwiches, dinners and breakfast choices far outnumber the chili options. While it s Cincinnati chili all the way since opening in 1964, the chili here seems heartier and meatier than the chain-variety and the wiener on the coney is more substantial. People come from across town for that, owner Tony Sideris says.