Restaurant review: Farmers Gastropub

If anything else, this place’s decor is incredible. It’s not your cliche “memorabilia-hanging-on-the-wall” pub. There’s some of that but there’s more. It’s got your “semi-wealthy-friend’s-living-room-and-kitchen” feel to it. While we were there (from 5pm to 6pm) they even dimmed the lights a little bit and placed votive candles on all the tables.

We were seated next to the fireplace in what had to be the coziest corner of the pub. I had a Guiness Draft (always a sure winner) and Laura had the house Chardonnay. Our drinks were promptly served, and we ordered our food. I ordered the bangers and mash (as I ordered I had flashbacks to Arrested Development) and Laura ordered a roasted red pepper hummus panini. Great bar food, to be sure, but I wouldn’t intend to make a meal of it. The portions were decent, and the prices weren’t too bad. In fact, for less than $10 a plate, we were served well-made, locally grown food that actually filled us up. We ordered the crème brûlée for dessert and it was rather nicely done, too.

It’s probably not a place I’d go if I were looking for a dinner feast (the bistro in the back may be more suited towards that purpose; we’ll have to revisit soon and eat in the bistro), but the Farmers Gastropub is an excellent place to meet friends for a few drinks and some great side food. The ambiance got 5 stars as soon as I walked in the door; service and food were 4 stars as well. I’d definitely visit this place again.

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City Utilities at its finest

So Laura and I woke up at 3am to somebody pounding on our door. I grudgingly got out of bed, looked to see who it was, disarmed the alarm and open the door a crack. It was some random guy who was taking a walk (at 3am) letting me know that a water main burst outside our house. I stepped out on the front porch and saw it; sure enough, it was flowing water out of it, and you could hear it, too.

Great.

So I called City Utilities, got ahold of the water staff, and told them about it. They dispatched somebody an hour later. Which was finally when I was able to get back to sleep (because some random stranger pounding on our door in the middle of the night kinda scares the shit outta me. I was able to fall asleep again amidst the pounding, but it was the drilling this morning that woke me up.

And we’re without water this morning, which sucks really bad because we can’t brush our teeth, wash our faces, use the toilet, etc. We had to empty water bottles laying around the house into the coffee pot so we could have enough coffee.

This is the third time this has happened in a year. I’m not a big fan of living on my street.