I shared some of the large salad with Loring, which proved to be a good thing when I spied the size of the entrees. Three wedges of lemon and a lettuce garnish completed this bountiful serving. Loring's special really was. When he found that part of the delicious steak wasn't cooked to the medium he had ordered, it was taken to the kitchen for more grilling and promptly returned to the table. But the pan blackened chicken alfredo that was also on the list sounded kind of odd.
Sandwiches come with a choice of fries or pasta salad.
Like any pub worth the name, the Trowbridge Tavern offers a wide selection of brews, with 18 on draft, and many more, both domestic and imported, in the bottle. It was a gargantuan wedge of Mississippi Mud ice cream packed into an Oreo cookie crust, and garnished with whipped cream and chocolate sauce. Even with two of us wielding forks, we couldn't completely conquer it. The service was fairly efficient, with co-workers lending occasional assistance to Barbie. The Trowbridge Tavern is easy to find.