Wednesday, March 09, 2005

Stone's Tea Room

This place thrived during the Carter administration. In many ways, the Stone's Tea Room kind of symbolized the malaise of the late 1970's. I think it finally closed its doors in the late 1980's, but I'm not really sure. It was suitably located in the basement of the Stone and Thomas building in downtown Wheeling. Once bustling with non-stop activity, business slowly dropped off when they built the Ohio Valley Mall in St. Clairsville. There was usually a large line at lunch time and you had to wait an exasperating 2 minutes to get a table. They may have had a non-smoking section. I can't seem to remember although I do remember the place was always filled with smoke. I recall one time when my father was annoyed at the woman sitting next to us puffing on a cigarette, blowing smoke in our direction. He always claimed to be allergic to cigarette fumes, but I think this may have been an exaggeration on his part. I was about 9 years old at the time and told him, "Don't worry, I'll take care of it." Before he could say anything, I got out of my seat and dumped a little water in her ashtray thus extinguishing the cigarette. She was pissed off but didn't say anything. They just got up and left. Little did I know that this event would foreshadow a future of heinous acts and generally dissident behavior.
I can remember that the menu had some interesting pricing discrepencies. For example:

Egg Salad on toast, 63 cents
Egg Salad on bun, 67 cents
Egg Salad on bagel, 72 cents

I'd like to speak with the micro-manager/bean counter who came up with this shit.
As far as the food went, it was your basic Mel's Diner type food. Nothing too special. They may have been open for dinner, but if they were, they closed at 6pm.

Tuesday, March 08, 2005

fast food

These days I make a conscious effort to avoid most fast food, with the exception of Subway and places that cater to the lighter side of things. I generally don't eat red meat, maybe a steak or hamburger about once every 2 months. Thus, I rarely eat at Burger King. However, I couldn't help but notice that new, truly bizarre commercial they have on tv. Who dreamed up this thing. The setting for the commercial - I think it's the fast food version of what heaven is. There are girls swinging in the clouds and a black guy (dressed like Rumplestilsken) is playing acoustic guitar while singing about the hottest new sandwich (I think it's called the bacon cheddar ranch). The idea of combining cheddar and ranch is pretty gross, but what's really weird is the guy singing. At first, I thought it was the black porn start guy from Boogie Nights, Don Cheaddie or Cheaddle or whatever. He was also nominated for an Oscar in the Hotel Rwanda movie. Then, last night I was watching the commercial and a friend said, "You probably want to eat one of those sandwiches because you can really appriciate the gayness of this commercial." I asked him, how on earth did they get the Don Cheaddie guy to do a Burger King commercial and he replied, "Dude, that's Hootie, from Hootie and the Blowfish." I couldn't believe it. It was indeed Hootie. Oh, how the mighty have fallen. I remember when The Blowfish were on the arena/ampitheatre circuit. In fact, I saw a cd of Cracked Rearview Mirror at the Salvation Army for 50 cents a few days ago.
I generally don't like fast food commercials. It seems as though McDonalds is always trying to promote their willingness to hire the mentally retarded or the extreme elderly and infirmed. It's probably not politically correct to address this topic, but they had a commercial on about 10 years ago where this retarded guy was in charge of the fries. He resembled Corky from that horrible tv series Life Goes On. Anyway, during the commercial, he cries out "FRIES UP!" This would signify the end of the frying process. I thought they went a little overboard with the frenzied nature of those who are mentally challenged.
Did you know that McDonalds is the only city in the entire US that had to close two McDonalds? The one downtown and the one in Warwood. This stat may have changed - it was from a decade ago. Interesting though.
Here's some helpful hints about fast food in Wheeling.
Avoid the Burger King in Warwood at all costs. The place does very little business so the food just sits under the lights all day.
The Subway in Woodsdale is decent, but one of the workers found it challanging to make me a deli-style turkey sandwich. He asked what I wanted on it, and I said everything. He looked at me with this blank stare and said, "There's no room." I replied, "Yeah, just do the best you can." He shrugged and said ok.
Rax, the purveyor of synthetic roast beef, is also in Woodsdale. They used to have a salad bar where we'd steal garlic bread from in high school. I'm talking blatant theft - go up to the counter and ask for a brown bag and then casually walk to the back, dump the entire lot of garlic bread and stroll out through the front door. No gimmicks, no distractions. Just straight up theft.
Wendys in Elm Grove is acceptable.
Apparently, the McDonalds in Elm Grove is one of the best in the country. I've gone through the drive through and they always fuck up the order. They have extreme difficulty with condiment distribution.
The Hardees in Woodsdale used to be the busiest Hardees in the country. At first, you'd think No Way, in Wheeling. But yes way, they were. This could be attributed to the long lines of drunks who would storm the place at 3am on the weekends. This one guy Bill streaked the restaurant many years ago and it was none other than the infamous Amy Piko who won a contest, creating the name "Classic Cruisin Hardees." I think she won $1,000 and free food for a year. Not bad.
The Long John Silvers is totally disgusting. The smell from that place permeates the entire strip. How anyone can eat there is beyond me. If you have a fat fetish and truly admire corpulence, LJS cries out, "Hush Puppies" (what the fuck are those things anyway, fried dough?). Just uttering the word "Hush Puppy" is really embarrasing - at least for me.
A couple years ago they built an Arby's in Elm Grove. At the time, this was viewed as a major economic development. They even had to hire a cop to help with the traffic burden. The place was packed for several weeks as everyone in town just couldn't resist the place. I generally like Arby's though. I recommend the deli-style turkey sandwich. Not bad, half-way decent tailgating food.
There are other fast food places, but this entry is getting tedious. Later.

Thursday, March 03, 2005

The Grove

The Grove was located in Morristown, Ohio. It was the victim of an arson attack about 15-20 years ago. It was the BEST restaurant in the entire area. For those of you who don't know, here's what happened. The guy who owned the place willed it to his daughter. She immediately shut it down for a year and decided to remodel. She planned on reopening it as a country western bar. How creative! We need more country western themes in this area. Anyway, she laid off all the employees and a group of them decided to retaliate - so they burned the place down to the ground. I never met this woman but I regard her with great contempt. There's another group of people who interfered with the establishment of a restaurant whom I also despise. They are the concerned local activists of Greggsville. Where is Greggsville? It's that crappy community at the bottom of Oglebay Hill. Anyway, these businessmen wanted to build a table-side Japanese restaurant (possibly a Benihana) at the site of the old radio station on Waddles. These local morons all got together and convinced the city that it do irreperbale harm to their community. These are the people I loath. I don't any of them personally, but let's just say I understand them. Better than they understand themselves. I know what motivates them. Here's an example of the kind of behavior they might engage in. They will call their parents 8 times each day to make sure everything is ok. They will purchase beanie babies off ebay and then try and get a refund when they receieved one that was yellow instead of gold. They eat bologna. They buy t-shirts that cost $19.95 with pictures of angels. Get it...
This place was a wide open bar/restaurant. Your options were limited. Steak, chicken, and ribs (there were a couple other things, but the menu centered around these options). All the portions were gigantic. Did you know that "gigantic" isn't even a word? Anyway, this place rocked. Killer house dressing. A viniagrette loaded with paprika (paprika is the key, but people around these parts are only familiar with salt, pepper and garlic salt). After all, a spice that appears red or maroon could have some affliation with the devil.

Wednesday, March 02, 2005

chain restaurants

One might ask the inevitable question, "What about Bob Evans and Outback Steakhouse?" I know he has eaten there. I offer this explanation. It would be an exercise in futility to review the myriad of chain restaurants. Most are relatively decent, otherwise they'd not be able to survive. There is one glaring exception - the entity known as Cracker Barrel. What the fuck is this place? You walk in and there's some half-assed gift shop that sells grandma candy circa the early 1950's and crappy decorative baskets filled with Christmas tree ornaments. I hate this place. I realize that Cracker Barrel is the church-goers number one choice, but let me assure you, I'd rather spend Sunday afternoon recieving a fatal dose of carbon monoxide poisoning. At least that's a "pleasant" way to go. The food at Cracker Barrel isn't good or bad, but rather, dumb and ignorant. They offer things like rhubarb pancakes and molasses oatmeal - what the fuck is that? I realize that they're trying to take advantage of the Southern hospitality niche, but I would encourage you to avoid ordering the hamhocks smothered in grits. This place makes me ill. If you look around, most of the patrons physically resemble John Ashcroft and the women look like Maude (both Flanders and Bea Arthur). Cracker Barrel sucks - if you choose to eat there, you are my enemy.
Anyway, here are some good chains -
Cheesecake Factory, Olive Garden, Outback & PF Changs
Here are some loathsome chains -
Shoney's (not quite sure if there's an apostrophe in that), Red Lobster (half the menu is disgusting - they actually had something on the menu called Lobster Mac & Cheese), and of course the absolute worst, the aforementioned Cracker Barrel.

Tuesday, March 01, 2005

Mehlman's Cafeteria

Some claim that Mehlman's smells like old people. Indeed. The average customers age is probably about 53. However, if you get there for the early dinner rush at 3:45pm, the median age jumps to 88. Interesting discrepancy.
Mehlman's is probably the most profitable restaurant in the entire area. The place is always jam-packed except on Mondays when it closes its doors to the elderly people of Belmont County.
Sometimes a local bar is referred to as a pick-up joint, or meat market, if you will. Mehlman's is a meat market for the elderly. While this doesn't sound particularly appetizing, it's the truth. If I were an elderly widow, it's gotta be the hottest ticket in town.
Anyway, the food is exceptional. I recommend the stuffed chicken breat, green beans and mashed potatoes - how can you go wrong? My brother was in town a couple years ago with his wife and for some reason, he picked Mehlman's. Needless to say, she had this look of terror when the bearded lady (with daunting sideburns) behind the counter dumped a pile of baked steak on my brother's tray. I think it was the low point of her visit.
Mehlman's can be a bit dangerous. Lots of the elderly, some with varying degrees of mobility and coordination, moving in scattered directions, searching for the optimum seating. This place must seat over 300. Then there's this staff of zooming busboys who carry Motorola 2-way radios in order to communicate. The most dangerous area is right by the cash registers. 2 food lines converge with a takeout line and an ill-placed condiment station. This is where disaster can strike - It kind of resembles the pilgrimage to Mecca where all the Muslims converge and throw rocks at the shrine, or whatever they're throwing rocks at. Isn't it odd how every year, hundreds of people get trampled to death in the Hajj? You'd think that if it's the responsibility of all good Muslims to make the trek, they'd be a bit more responsible, ehhh?
Anyway, Mehlamn's is great. Not a good place to take a date though. Scratch that - if you're 78 years old, it is THE place. By the way, don't get any of that crap in the first segment of the line. It's all cottage cheese goop, lime green jellos and some horrible looking salads. And avoid the roll with butter, as well.

Monday, February 28, 2005

yet another restaurant review

I think this is number six. I've probably got another 20 to go. Then it will be onto another topic - maybe local bars.
Uncle Pete's is an establishment in North Wheeling. It boasts the distinction of having the most dangerous parking lot in town. I'm willing to bet it's the reason you rarely see older people frequent the place. A 3 pt. or sometimes 5 pt. turn is always required to get out of the main lot. Then, you must proceed up this steep incline and cut through oncoming traffic. Not to mention, there's a fire station right next to the place which could further heighten the anxiety.
The food is slightly overpriced but generally good. One exception is the wings - they suck. What's really strange is that they're served with celery and carrot strips. I've always been a big fan of celery, but carrots? What the hell is that about? The biggest problem I have is the name of one of the sandwiches - yeah, you guessed it. It's the Turkey Jerky. The sandwich is pretty good, but unfortunately, if you point to it on the menu and say, "I'll have this one," - you'll get a cheery response from the 14 yr. old waitress. "OH, AWESOME. I LOVE the Turkey Jerky!" That's the best sandwich we've got. MMMmmmmmmmm, Turkey Jerky! YUMMY COOL!" This is not an isolated occurrence. It has happened numerous times.
Most of the other things on the menu are pretty decent. I like the fact that the bar side is non-smoking. You also get a scenic view of the Ohio River and Wheeling Island. The outside deck is nice but they seem to have a bee problem. I was eating on the deck one time and our table was swarmed with about 15 bees. This is only a problem if you're sitting by the upstairs dumpster (unfortunately, we were in very close proximity to the aformentioned trash bin). There was also the slight stench of garbage. Not too bad though - could have been much worse).
I eat there about once or twice a year. On a scale of 1-10, I'd say it's about a 5.3.

Friday, February 25, 2005

another restaurant review

Although I know very little about lent, I thought it might be wise to incorporate Coleman's Fish Market into this blog thing. Friday is always a big day for this place in Center Wheeling. The place really picks up when it's lent. My favorite time of year is lent - I like watching men and women in professional attire with ashes on their forehead. One of my favorite pasttimes is yelling at people, "Hey dirtbag, wipe that crud off your forehead. This ain't no Shawshank prison, bitch." You might get the impression that I'm not a big fan of lent. Nothing could be further from the truth. I like it slightly more than Ramadan. I think they both last a month or so. One question, why do people consider that abstaining from meat is a big sacrifice? What's the deal anyway - does that include chicken? It's just red meat, right?
Anyway, Coleman's used to be a pigeon infested open-air colusseum-like establishment. They enclosed the place around the time Reagan got shot and it's much better. I doubt the 2 events were related.
First off, if you're from out of town, this place can be very confusing. The have two separate ordering lines. In one of the lines, you can order Canadian Whitefish instead of the regular pollock. This really makes for a special fish consumption experience - hence, it's called the special line. Out of towners have no clue and they often get in the wrong line.
Also, there seems to be some sort of verbally abbreviated ordering process only apparent to the indigenous folks of Benwood. For example, a person from, let's say Zanesville, would say, "I'll have one fish Sandwich , a clam chowder and one cole slaw." An old guy from Wheeling will bark, "Gimme 1 fish-bread separate, 8 tartar, 1 chowder and a slaw. Yeah, 8 tarter should do it."
The food - avoid the egg rolls, they used to be good. Nowadays, they suck. The fried shrimp are decent and the fish sandwiches are almost always good. Unfortunately, they have to raise the price of a fish sandwich by 3 cents every year or so. This sends the locals into a frenzied tailspin. Thus, they have to justify it in writing by posting notes about the never-ending fish shortage or the Wonderbread embargo. Trust me, these old-timers will bitch for weeks about how they live on a fixed income and it just ain't fair. Then, it's off to church bingo where they lose a hundred bucks.
All in all, Coleman's is a legendary Wheeling establishment. Probably one of the most financially successful restaurants in the area. It's not really a restaurant though, more like a bazaar. I go there about once a month.

Thursday, February 24, 2005

4th restaurant review

All things considered, Ernie's Esquire is the absolute worst restaurant in Wheeling, WV. The building is fascinating - tons of obscure rooms and loads of character, but the food is excruciatingly atrocious. And of course, it's way overpriced. The only people that seem to dine there are little old ladies or people who "just plain don't know any better". I've been to a few wedding recpetions there and the food seemed to be much better. The only reasonable explanation I can offer is that these events weren't catered by Ernie's.
What's even funnier is that they have valet parking. This is borderline embarrasing. There simply should not be valet parking anywhere in Wheeling. I guess there are a few Wheeling bigwigs who think this is appropriate. They can pull up and toss their keys to some homely kid named Ethan and quickly get to their table (thus avoiding the hectic parking lot). First of all, the parking lot is always empty. Secodnly, the restaurant is always empty. Therefore, this comes down to an issue of prestige, not convenience. How sad. What's even worse is that poor Ethan probably doesn't get an hourly wage - probably just works for tips. So every time someone decides to park their own vehicle, they might get a glance of contempt or even worse, a look of utter despair.
As far as the service goes, I have no idea because I refuse eat there. I wouldn't even go there for happy hour, although I do kind of like the bar setup.
Anyway, if you want a better dining experience, I'd suggest Sudan - possibly something in the Darfur region.

Tuesday, February 22, 2005

3rd restaurant review - Salsa Cafe

Alright, time to get Salsafied. The Salsa Cafe has been around about a year or two. Smack dab in the middle of Woodsdale - probably the hippest section of Wheeling (if you're willing to make the assumption that anything in Wheeling is hip, other than Christian Karaoke night at the Church of God).
When you enter the Salsa Cafe, the first thing you might notice is a ton of religious crap. Paintings of the Virgin Mary, numerous angels, Passion of the Christ, some kind of tribute to Ezekial; hell, I think there's even a visual representation of the immacualte conception. Anyway, if you can get beyond the artistry and born-again pamphlets, you'll discover that they also serve food. The food is decent but often overpriced. The burritos are unusually strong, but it may take them up to 10 minutes to make one, even if nobody is in the place. I attribute this to the meticulous handcrafting burrito making process.
One of the workers has some highly unusual sideburns. My friend Eric and I refer to this man as "MuttonChops". If you see him outside the workplace, I encourage you to yell, "Hey, MC"! He may, or may not respond.
Everyone who works there is quite friendly. The place is very informal. I don't think there's a dress code. In fact, the pseudo grunge neo-alternative hippie youth are often seen frequenting the place.
One thing to defintiely avoid is the lobster bisque. Why on earth a burrito place would try to sell lobster bisque or any kind of seafood is beyong me. Trust me, it's really gross. However, their tomato florentine is very good. They also have plenty of overpriced salsa, chips, tacos, etc. Their spinach salad isn't bad either although it did get a horrific condemnation from a friend of mine. Ironically, she never ate a bite.
Anyway, the precious rating.... All things considered, Salsa Cafe gets a 6.7. The food is good yet overpriced and the service is somewhat slow although I'm sure some would call the service "methodical".

Monday, February 21, 2005

2nd restaurant review

Golden Chopsticks is a Chinese restaurant located in the heart of Wheeling Island. The building is spectacular. Kind of ironic because the rest of Wheeling Island is an absolute dump. The Island has about 400 houses. 11 of them belong to actual homeoweners. 40 of them are condemned and the rest are rented out by some old guy who lives in Steubenville. I used to live on the Island - smack dead center on Virginia Street in roach infested Gruber Apartments. I lived there in 1991. Mine was a ground floor apartment. A woman lived above me with some really heavy makeup - I used to call her the "hepatitis hooker". Actually, she wasn't that bad but her 12 yr. old daughter Tina was obnoxious. She would sit on the steps directly outside my window. When a car pulled up to the stop sign she would stare at them and yell, "What the fuck you lookin' at bitch. You god damn cunt." Stuff like that - she was merciless and I'm talking about screaming profanity at little old ladies whose only crime was stopping at the sign. I would open the window when I had visitors. We used to call it the floor show - like clockwork from 3:00-4:00pm right after her school let out.
Anyway, I digress.
Chopsticks, aka Choppy Chop, is decent. Very reasonably priced and good quality food considering the fact that Wheeling doesn't really have much of an Asian population. Come to think of it, most Asians don't really eat the American version of Chinese food. These people probably have no idea who the fuck General Tso is. By the way, that General Tso's Chicken is the absolute worst thing you can eat in a Chinese restaurant (from a health perspective).
Anyway, I highly recommend going there. There is a discernable difference between the egg rolls you get at lunch and those at dinner. The lunch ones are about 1/4 the size of Pee Wee Herman's cock; whereas, the dinner egg rolls are decent. I personally recommend the Kung Pao Shrimp. I spoke with this guy Jimmy over the weekend and he would always recommend the Hong Kong Steak Hew thing. It's not bad either.
I did get yelled at once by the owner's father. I accidentally spilled my drink at the bar and he yelled, "What's wrong with you". Other than that, the waiters/waitresses are very friendly. This place is highly recommended. I'd give it 8.8 on a scale of 1-10. Trust me, that's high praise.

Friday, February 18, 2005

first posting - local restaurant reviews

Since the beginning of time, man has consumed food. I think we can all agree that eating food is a pretty important aspect of our lives. What is truly worrisome is that some people just don't know where to go. There are a variety of local restaurants from which to choose. Some good, most poor, a few atrocious. These reviews will help serve as a guide or primitive template. Let's start with the places that totally suck. I feel that it's far more important to be aware of the restaurants one should avoid rather than the so called "great" places to eat.

The Swing Club - This place is now called Generations and it should be avoided at all costs. The only upside is that at night, it's frequented by a lot of attractive women. But this about where to eat, not who to eat. The service is absolutely miserable. There are enormous "timing gaps" during the meal. You could be quickly escorted to your table and then wait 20 minutes for a glass of water to arrive. Then, my favorite part is how all the food comes at once. The word "appetizer" doesn't make any sense here. Isn't the concept of an appetizer designed to be a "pre-meal" thing? Let's refer to them as just "tizers". All the tizers have dumb names - in fact, I get embarrased just thinking about them. Why can't nachos, just be nachos. Why does it suddenly have to be "nacho grando fiesta" or "superlicious chicken fajitas".
I'm not sure of the exact number of waiters/waitresses, but be aware - they're all bad. Except for one - there is this one brunette waitress. She could possibly be the best waitress in the entire area. In fact, this could be one of the biggest service anomolies in the entire restaurant biz nationwide.
Anyway, the food here SUCKS. Every salad is strictly and rigidly iceberg enforced. The dressings are all beyond crapulence. What's really ironic is that the place is usually packed. This is consistent with the fact that the majority of people who reside in Wheeling are unbelievably ignorant as to what good food is. They eat a steady diet of burgers and fries. Most are actually afraid of seafood (unless of course, it's deep fried shrimp).
So here's the recap...
Service - Unbelievably poor (except for that one anomolous waitress, she is a beacon of hope in a sea of vomit).
Food - beyond that which sucks. Entering a new era of shit.
Cost - somewhat reasonable
Decor - they remodeled the place and it looks spectacular. Sometimes it gets really cold.
Ambience - Fair
One last thought... Every time I go in there I see one of my neighbors. The next time I see her, I will ask her why she frequents the establishment with such Metamucil-like regularity. I will post her response in a future blog. I might even ask her out - though I probably won't post her response.