So, we decided to go to Butcher and The Brewer last Saturday in Cleveland and we thoroughly enjoyed… oh wait, no we didn’t eat there because it was already packed by 5 p.m.
So we headed across East 4th Street to The Greenhouse Tavern where we got two of the few remaining unreserved seats. Apparently Kid Rock fans like to load up on meat and beer before a concert. Who knew?
Anyways we settled into our seats that were facing the front window so we could watch the stream of people as well as the one outdoor table at the Greenhouse. It’s a 6-foot high geodesic dome that is only wide enough to accommodate a table for like six people. It’s made of clear plastic so people can look out as well as look in. (Note to self: Reserve table and then have everyone wear goldfish costumes). The waitress zips it open and closed as she checks in on them
But back inside the actual building, our drinks were good as I went with an old-fashioned ($10) that had that nice sweetness to go with the bourbon and Jeannene had a cosmo ($9) that she appreciated had all natural ingredients — no fake mixer aftertaste.
Appetizers were the boudin balls ($9) and the chicken wings ($13) since one must always get the wings when at the Greenhouse. They are always crispy and tossed in jalapeno, scallions and lemons – no goopy bright orange sauce here. The boudin balls were made with sausage and rice but it was all ground up enough to have the texture of a typical hush puppy topped with a cool aioli and pickled veggies that had a zing to them.
We then moved on to the burger ($18) which is on the expensive side but still one of the best in Cleveland. Everything is seasoned well, including the bun.
We still had some time to kill and, since we were enjoying watching the faces of walk-ins when the host said that it would be three hours until a table opened up, we decided to order dessert. The Preserved Lemon ($8) featured lemon ice cream and candied lemon rinds to go with a block of white cake topped with marshmallow. It was all light and bright and yet filling.
John Bertosa is likely out and about sampling the Northeast Ohio dining scene.