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| - In need of dinner, Boyfriend and I take a walk. Cleveland Chop House stands out from the crowd of bars and restaurants in this area as it is not jam-packed and pumping dance music out onto the street. You can actually sit down and carry on a conversation. There are even tablecloths on the "fancy" side of the restaurant.
After skimming the menu, I chose the Chop Chop Salad (as it came chock-full of yummy things like dried blueberries, avocado, pumpkin seeds, and more). Boyfriend went with a fillet mignon dinner, medium rare.
Boyfriend's meal came with a house salad, so while he was eating that, I dug into some warm cornbread. I'm obscenely picky when it comes to cornbread (a childhood in the South will do that to you) and I was impressed. Crispy edges, warm, soft middle - cornbread heaven.
My salad arrives... and there are no dried blueberries or pumpkin seeds to be seen. Alas. I'm debating saying something to the server when I pull out a dried blueberry from the bottom of the salad. Ok, so they are there... 4 or 5 of them... at the way bottom. No worries, the salad was still very good, just a touch less exciting than I'd hoped.
Also a touch less exiting was Boyfriend's steak (medium rare, remember?). The steak's preparation was not consistent throughout. Most was medium rare, but part was... oozing cow-tears as it was cut. Mooo!
So, the brewery. My Irish Stout was delicious. Boyfriend's Pilsner was fairly standard. Note, beer-lovers. Get the smaller size if you want to try multiple kinds of beer - the "tall" is quite tall, indeed.
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