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Buffalo Tarheel
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Hartford, CT area trip March 9, 2009 week - Pepe's, Ted's, Guida's, and Shady Glen
Fri, 03/13/09 8:10 AM
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After spending a year or so reading the interesting, funny, sometimes puzzling, but always informative recommendations on this site and making the occasional post, I am now ready (maybe) to write a first trip report. The report covers my recent visit to the Hartford, CT area, a place I had been to many times in the past but never before with such an encyclopedic knowledge base to save me from the chain food places of the world (or at least that part of the world around Hartford). Before heading out on my journey, I contacted Chris (ayersian) and asked if Amy and he would like to join me one evening at one of the recommended eating places in the area. Amy is in Iowa, but Chris very kindly agreed to join me for not one but all three nights (actually two, but more about that later). It was very nice of him to give up his time to show a newcomer around the area, but that’s the type of zeal and kindness I have observed through the postings I have read over the last year. To all those who have posted trip reports, questions and answers about food and restaurants, and anything else on this site, please know that you are doing a tremendous favor to all who use that information. My challenge now is to repay that kindness and add to the site (and if I have to eat out more for research purposes, that is a price I’ll pay). For a while I wondered if this trip was meant to be. The first week I planned it (March 2), the Northeast was hit by a pretty big snowstorm. Ironically, we had very little snow in Buffalo (figure that out), but Hartford was walloped. For some reason I seem to attract snow when I visit Hartford; all my work photographs from earlier visits all have snow in them (well, maybe not the summer ones…). Because of the weather, I ended up rescheduling the trip for the week of March 9, but Chris was still game for some road-fooding. Day 1 (Monday, March 9) The arrival in Hartford was nothing unusual except that it was raining (could it turn into snow?). I had a plan to try out Mo’s Midtown, even though it closed at 2:00 PM. After a noon arrival and a quick trip to take care of some work business, I made it to Mo’s by about 12:45 PM. (Sorry; no photographs of Mo’s). I had directions but knew I was there when I recognized the storefront from the pictures from the Roadfood site. The place looked just as it does in the restaurant reviews section of this site, including the plate of semi-cooked bacon waiting for final preparation. Having read of the good breakfasts at Mo’s and knowing that pizza and burgers lay in my future, I went for the single slice of French toast (filling without being too large), turkey sausage (tasty with a bit of spice), and home fries. What was different about the offerings for French toast and pancakes was the choice of a large stack, a small stack, or a single piece. I had not seen any places offer a single piece, but that allowed me to enjoy it without leaving some behind or struggling to finish them all. The pile of home fries was too large to finish (no option for a single home fry), but I made a bit of a dent in them. With a glass of cranberry juice (does that count as healthy food?), the total bill was only $7.00 before tip. When I left Mo’s to head over the hotel, I saw that it was no longer raining. Not such good news, however, because it was now snowing. The snow in Hartford curse continues. It snowed all the way to Manchester (CT), where I would be staying just down the street from Pepe’s. I wondered if the snow would accumulate enough to make me clear the car later, or worse – would Chris be unable to drive down from Massachusetts? For a while it looked bleak, as the picture below shows the white stuff coming down. Not to worry, though: the snow ended sometime in the afternoon. In a while Chris arrived, and we made our way down the street to Pepe’s. We literally could have walked there (and I should have walked to pre-burn some of the calories I would be taking in over the next day or so). From reading trip reports and reviews of the New Haven style pizza places, I knew that a white clam pizza was definitely something to try. Having grown up on North Carolina pizza (not a regional specialty) and now accustomed to Buffalo pizza, I had to admit that the white clam pizza was a big unknown. However, we did order one, and it was one glorious looking piece of food. I would say that the pizza did not taste as I expected, but the fact is that I did not know what to expect. The clams were fresh and gave a nice crunch to the pizza. All I can think of is garlic bread on steroids, which is probably a weak comparison. Would I order one again? Absolutely. We also ordered a plain tomato pizza with parmesan cheese on it. As you can see from this picture, the edges were a bit burnt. I am not averse to crunchy food or burned edges of pizza and really enjoyed the pizza. It had a good flavor, and the crunchiness of the pizza added to the enjoyment. Our server was kind enough to bring us another pizza with fewer burn marks on the end, even though we were both fine with what we had. To drink we had Foxon Park white birch beer, which I had never had but really enjoyed. It was flavorful without being sickeningly sweet. Of course we were taking photographs, although Chris’s will be better than mine. Here is the obligatory picture of a Roadfooder taking a picture of the food. All in all, it was a wonderful start to Roadfood in CT, and I enjoyed the time that we spend eating and talking about Roadfood and anything else. Day 2 (Tuesday, March 10) I had planned to be in the area three nights but ran into a snag at work that meant leaving on Wednesday morning. Chris was still available Tuesday evening, so we decided to hit three places. To make sure that we did not run out of room, we decided to split food at each spot to ensure room for more food. The first stop was Ted’s for a steamed cheeseburger (or half of one each, to be precise). The restaurant looked smaller than it does on the site or TV, but there was no line outside: I had never had a steamed cheeseburger in my poor, deprived life, so this was another question mark. I see from people’s posts that some love them, some hate them, and others don’t see the point. Being one of those people who like well-done meat (but not burnt to a crisp), I had some reservations but was game to give it a try. We ordered one cut in half, and moments later it appeared: The burger was outstanding. The meat was done enough but not burned. Sometimes the idea of a steamed burger conjures up images of a mass of loose meat (but not real Iowa loose meat) that might be unappetizing. Such was not the case. The meat was solid enough and looked just like a regular burger (I mean this in a good way). I would never have known that the burger was cooked in an unusual manner had I not known its origin. The burger was tasty and very fresh. Mustard and ketchup added to its flavor, but I could have eaten it plain, which you cannot say of all burgers. The roll was fresh as well. I had expected that the cheese would be a huge overwhelming blob that overtook the burger like a monster in a cheesy movie (no pun intended). However, the cheese was appropriate to the size of the burger and gave it a good flavor. Had we not been planning to cover miles and miles before we called it a night, I could easily have eaten another half burger. A great start to the evening of the second day. Sitting at the counter gave us a view of the home fries under construction: We also had a chance to observe the steamer box in action: It is interesting to find out that you can buy a steam box at Ted’s for only $250 to $325 each: Sitting here thinking about that burger, I wonder if I should have bought one. Getting it through airport security might have been a problem (although maybe the Bradley Airport crew might have recognized the box for what it is). Ted’s was great, but it was time to move on. The next visit was to Guida’s: You know a restaurant has appeal when there is a left turn arrow from the highway that leads only to the plaza that it is in. (Sorry, no picture; I didn't think standing in the highway would be too wise.) At least the CT DOT has its priorities in the right place. We ordered a dog to split and had a view of it and the roll on the grill: We asked for chili, mustard, and relish. The relish was a new hot relish that had been out for only a month, and is a concoction that the staff makes themselves. Below are a couple of pictures of the dog in all its glory (sorry for the blurriness): The relish was outstanding. It was hot enough to make you pay attention but not so hot as to be inedible. As with Ted’s, I would have eaten another one if not for the knowledge that we had more places to go. Our last stop for the evening was Shady Glen. We ordered a couple of items to split: The cheeseburger with its cheese skirt: The cheesefurter (hot dog) with its cheese skirt: Both were very good. The hot dog was split and grilled. The burger was thinner than the one from Ted’s and had a good flavor. Each one is unique and good in its own way. By this time we were struggling (OK, I was struggling), but who could leave Shady Glen without ice cream? I had the butter pecan, while Chris had the grape-nut. Both were very tasty and hit the (rapidly shrinking) spot. That ended this trip as we called it a night then. To Chris, thanks for your kindness in spending a couple of nights with a Roadfood rookie. It was a great time, and I look forward to returning to the area again (which is likely for work this year). I only hope I can reciprocate one day in Buffalo with Ted’s hot dogs, Anderson’s ice cream and roast beef, and all the other stuff that I need to be more diligent about hitting. Thanks also to all whose trips reports, updates on hidden gems of restaurants, and other postings have been an inspiration. Rob
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