My understanding is that this place is poetry- or literary-themed, but the vibe, at least during my…read morevisit yesterday, is more Ladies Who Lunch. If you can afford one of the houses nearby, and you'd rather not turn on your oven, you stroll over and have a bite. It must be nice! If I lived nearby, and I had the means, I'd eat here on the reg.
I was there to meet members of a local running group for a brief run through the neighborhood and then dinner after. We met on the sidewalk out front, and I noticed that not only did it smell like pizza, but this was the best-smelling pizza I've ever smelled in my life, despite the fact that it was coming from a video arcade (and therefore, by definition, can't be good). It smelled the way Tombstone pizza smells when you're extremely hungry due to being on drugs, when you're like 20... I would imagine. I also noticed that the signage, for this place, is weirdly temporary-looking and/or (if it is in fact permanent) stylistically incongruous. Hmm...
Inside is filled with impressively stained wood and would likely smell of rich mahogany if this weren't a restaurant. We were seated at a table for eight or so in a corner that was maybe a little bit cramped, especially if you happen to be ginormous, but I get that square footage here is at a premium. If it were easier to move around, I'm sure they'd just fold that into the price of your sandwich.
They brew their own beer, unbeknownst to me, but who doesn't these days? I'm always wary, when I see that a place brews its own beer and it's not an actual brewery, that it might be some guy with a setup in his basement trying to give us all botulism. I decided to have a look anyway, for the sake of citizen food journalism, and I'm glad that I did. I'm no expert on beer, despite my prodigious consumption, but I really liked my Saddle Sore IPA. I had to refrain from pounding it, lest I ended up not being able to make rent.
I toyed with the idea of getting a burger, as I do in every restaurant, but I've eaten so many of them lately, and this seems more like a place that *has* a burger than a place where you're better off just getting a burger, if you catch my drift. I ended up going with the Porchetta Louie, and again, I think this was a pretty good choice. I was on a roll last night! Not unlike the sandwich itself. It's served on a hoagie roll with a surprisingly crisp exterior, to the point where it could be used as a weapon. It's not the biggest piece of bread in the world, but it's overstuffed, with a filling that's rich to the point where giving you any more of it could present a liability issue. There's quite a bit of provel cheese, along with thinly sliced pork, kale, pepperoncini and maybe one or two other things. Who knows? The pepperoncini help offset the richness of the provel, and I wish they were more evenly distributed throughout the sandwich. Otherwise, I have no notes. It's a great sandwich.
The fries are natural-cut, not unlike at that place in the mall back in the '80s where they'd give them to you in a huge cup. They're better, but somehow less likely to lodge in your memory. They're served with a tiny cup of ketchup, as if to suggest that it's not necessary. I guess it isn't truly, but this is, after all, America. It could be worse. They could give it to you in a gross bottle that they've been refilling since the 1990s.