I've always been intrigued by the idea of having a restaurant at a farmer's market, and since I pass by the Piedmont-Triad Farmer's Market four times a month, have always wanted to try it. Here's what I pictured: a chalkboard menu with seasonal specialties and local eggs, free-range chicken, grass-fed beef, and focused on fresh veggies and fruit from the market. Maybe some local pork barbecue. Perhaps 'mater sandwiches, a local delicacy that I've never had that seems to make people from around here swoon.
Today, I stopped by the Market to look for local strawberries, and while I was there, went to the Moose for lunch. I have no idea where the name comes from, as Greensboro is a long way from the northern forests that moose inhabit. I ordered buttermilk fried chicken (a very occasional treat for me) mashed potatoes, and coleslaw. The menu said that the fried chicken was a breast, and I asked for a leg, since I prefer dark meat, but the server said, "No, it's not even...it's boneless...". I didn't know what she meant by "It's not even...", but when it came, I understood.
But let's go back to the beginning of the meal. I was immediately served a giant biscuit with what they call apple butter. The latter seemed less like apple butter to me than a cinnamony, chunky applesauce, which was actually fine with me, since I'm not a big apple butter fan. The biscuit was a nice gesture, but was way too salty, and I could eat only a portion of it.
Which turned out to be just as well. The chicken was a thin filet that was thickly crusted with breading that was highly oversalted, and served with what was referred to as a white pepper gravy. They could have just called it a white salt gravy, as that was its only flavor.
So---oversalted biscuit, oversalted chicken, oversalted gravy. I've never had high blood pressure, but figured I would by the end of the meal. I spent the rest of the afternoon in a raging thirst from the sodium overload.
The coleslaw came in a generous portion, and I was looking forward to its setting off the rest of the meal, but it was unfortunately swimming in an overabundance of a white, sweet, mayonnaisy dressing that for me, made it inedible.
I was a little worried about trying the mashed potatoes, but they were actually pretty good, and made with real potatoes.
The one item besides the mashed potatoes that I found successful was the cornbread. Containing flecks of whole corn, it tasted homemade, and was, I am happy to report, not sweet.
The other positive aspect of the Moose was that all of the staff were very nice, and for that reason, I'm sorry I can't rate the place higher than this. read more