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| - I heard the Hose and Hound is haunted - I don't know that for sure but it's always on those lists in local magazines. You know, in slow months or the October issue - the spookiest places in Calgary...! Please. Not that I don't buy the haunted, because trust me, I do. I still run down the stairs after I go to the bathroom at my grandma's house because for mmm my entire life I have been convinced ghosts grab me out of the toilet. But I don't particularly enjoy formula magazines.
Hose and Hound has been around for ages and ages - it's a staple in Inglewood. It might even be the only true public house in the neighborhood, as in true pub. I'm not sure though - I'll have to investigate further most definitely.
I haven't been there in a few years and most certainly not sober or during the day time. So I walked in and wasn't 100% sure that I was the clientele are generally after. Mostly older gentlemen, many of the "biker" variety. And I was wearing my pink sun dress and little green shoesies. We got a few stares but I kept my chin up and we choose a seat by the window.
Sat down and ordered, and I noticed the fantastic cathedral ceilings - heyzeus. And how they were sky lighted so there is this fantastic sunshine just pouring in. Tres impressive. It certainly compensates for the cigarettes burns in the bench seating upholstery. Who really cares anyway, right? I peaked through the windows, admiring the original brick and the huge patio and the mature trees. Ugh - so nice. And then a fly sat on my arm. Hmm.
The food came out - traditional Wellington's and a 10'' pizza (which has 8 slices, am I the only person who measures a pizza NOT by the inch but by the number of slices so I know how many people can partake?) with sausage (SpolYUMbo's!) white onion, pepperoni and red pepper. The food was great - the SMOKES the horseradish is to die for. I took a little bit and LITERALLY the back of my head was on fire. Insane in my membrane - literally. The wellie's were great even without the horseradish. Yum yum in my tum tum.
The pizza was also very good - I like it when the pizza comes out hot enough to have ewwy gewwy cheese and not hot enough to burn the roof of your mouth to a hole of blisters, which will eliminate any chance you have to enjoy your pizza (or coffee for that matter).
So the food was fantastic, the server was really nice but why only three stars? I don't like sharing my food with flies, I think I saw someone else's from the night before on the carpet and the patio wasn't open on a sunny Sunday afternoon. ?????
Part of me wants them to renovate and make it all nice - and then I'm like, nice? What is nice? Is that hip and trendy? Do I really want it to turn into some yuppie joint with the word "vino" in the name? Because that might be the beginning of the end of the soul of Inglewood and Ramsay, Calgary's last remaining artisan district.
That's puzzle for another day, I guess.
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