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The breakdown: cafeteria-style Polish and European food, the kind that leaves you gibbering with delight while promising to equal a gut-punch later on - in short, loads of starch, carbs, and other wonders. All housed in a veritable warren of rooms crammed with photos of the famous who've eaten there and the normal folks, many of whom one could tell made this restaurant a regular experience. Definitely an overall family vibe, as in "Welcome home - sit yourself down and gorge on this delicious meal. Laugh a bit while you're at it, and enjoy a good brew, too."
Rule of thumb: follow the line, and you'll be okay. We skipped the desserts, displayed initially, but each opted for a Sokolowski's bottled fizzy beverage (she got green apple and didn't enjoy it too much, but my root beer was fine) and water. The main specials for the day are listed on the wall, so definitely get a feel for what's coming from that. I ordered the baked meatloaf with mashed potatoes, mixed vegetables, and the salad bar. She ordered perogies (which she obsesses over anyway), mashed potatoes, mixed vegetables, and the salad bar. In addition, we each snagged one of the fresh-baked rolls from a basket on the counter. When it was all said and done, we ended up paying around $27.00 for everything. Not crushing on the wallet, but not particularly ridiculously affordable, either (hence the ol' 4-star rating).
The stuffed cabbage looked dang good, but I was pleased that I chose the baked meatloaf - oh, most humble and unassuming of meals that it can be. This wasn't, featuring bursts of different flavors and rendering the already delicious mashed potatoes near-heavenly when eaten together. She was thrilled about her perogies, and we both raved about the hot, fresh rolls. They were SO good - possibly one of my favorite parts of the meal, as silly as that sounds. While the salad bar was okay, it wasn't anything spectacular, and I ended up feeling as though it had been made available simply to tack a few bucks onto the bill. Honestly, we hardly touched our salads, but we're weird that way - we always eat those last.
Delicious, homey, decidedly ethnic, and, I'm sure, murder on any sort of diet plan you're attempting to implement. Wonderful comfort food, however. We'll definitely be back.
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