Mr. Brews Taphouse - Bellevue
It was a welcome Saturday evening that led us down the road and into Mr. Brews Taphouse in Bellevue. We knew we wanted to go out, but we didn’t know what we wanted exactly. I’ve still got a bit of an aversion to taking much of a drive before or after dinner with the way my stomach has been lately, but I remembered a little burger joint that I’ve seen on my way to and from work the last few weeks. We decided on Mr. Brews Taphouse, and off we went.
The most striking feature of the actual restaurant is the massive tap that they have behind the bar, hence the name. There’s something for everyone back there, even if the bar list appears to favor hoppier beers. We took more time choosing our beer than deciding on what we wanted to eat since there was so much to choose from-- fifty-nine different choices according to their website. I appreciated the options when I’m normally the person that orders a Spotted Cow without even looking at the beer list.
Anduzzi's Sports Club - Green Bay
It’s been a long while since I wrote a review for another local joint here in Green Bay. I’ve got to admit that my stomach has been on the absolute fuckin fritz for much of the new year, but we’re on the mend. After my first appointment here in Wisconsin, my husband and I went on a little adventure together that landed us at Anduzzi’s sports bar over by Lambeau Field. We’ve been by it more than a few times during our other many adventures in town, and never made the decision to stop in.
With little snow showers falling outside, we stopped into the warm and cozy sports bar during happy hour. It was a blessing in disguise that it was also Friday. Most of the restaurants in the area do Friday fish fries year round, and Anduzzi’s was no exception. They proudly displayed their fish fry selection on the board just within the interest along with their happy hour specials. We sat down with eager bellies, and we had one of the nicest waitresses yet again.
I have to preface this review by letting you all know this was my very, very first Hibachi experience. Not once in my whole life had I sat down next to a hot as hell flat top to watch any chef of any kind prepare my meal in front of me. This sounds like something I should have done a hundred years ago, and even my husband was shocked to realize I had never gone to a Hibachi. He either forgot that I had said so a few times in our long relationship, or he assumed that it was something that I -- the food blogger-- would never have let myself miss out on.
Timsan’s Japanese Steakhouse on the East side of Green Bay welcomed our party of nine during a visit from some friends back home. We spent most of the day trying to decide where we wanted to go, but finally, we landed upon the closer of the Hibachi locations in the city of Green Bay for the easier travel. Timsan’s East is in an unassuming building that must have been a fast food location prior to it’s conversion. Driving by multiple times since I moved to Green Bay, I wasn’t very interested in trying it because of said outward appearance.
Cranky Pat's - WI
I’ve now lived in Green Bay for more than a month, and every single day I’ve been here, I drove right past the little pizza joint that had been recommended by friends that used to visit town: Cranky Pat’s. It’s less than a mile from my apartment on a road that takes me from the main drag down to my apartment, yet we never made the stop. I’ll be honest, I need to be in a certain mood for pizza. The mood finally struck Friday night, and we rolled up to the little pizzeria on a mission.
Part of my misgivings came from the outside appearance. It very much looks like an old pizzeria that may be past its prime, but don’t let the building deceive you. Inside, the decor of that old timey pizzeria is vibrant. The staff is friendly, and the smells are out of this world. IT is exactly what you want from a small chain pizza joint: a buffet in the corner, a small bar so you can get a beer, and pizza paddles engraved with the logo hanging from the wall.
White Dog Black Cat Cafe - WI
On an adventurous Sunday, we began by meeting a coworker of my husband’s at White dog Black Cat Cafe in downtown Green Bay for brunch. I loved brunch in Delaware, and I looked forward to a good meal at a location suggested by someone who had already introduced us to some good eats in our new city.
We arrived before the doors even opened, shortly before nine. The fact that we were greeted by a steady stream of green and yellow clad brunch-goers was a good sign. We managed to get a table since we were among the first in the door, and this was very lucky for us. The entire cafe filled up before our friend even got there. There was a butt in every seat, and this bode well for me and my first brunch experience in Wisconsin.
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