"I ate in a bowling alley" is not what you should tell people. They will look at you weird like you have a shopping cart filled with cats and your clothes are covered in cat hair.
That said, I ate at a bowling alley and it was awesome. And by awesome I mean you will want to slap somebody because it's that good. It will bring a deep violence out in you.
Maybe it's the crashing of pins or all the happy smiling faces that makes everything taste and feel so good? I don't know. But, I do know that I had the best time and I want to go back again and again and again!
The dip. Oh. My. Gawd. The dip. It had spinach and goat cheese and I felt like such a heifer for not wanting to share it with the 3 other people at our table. I did share it but I wanted to take it over to a separate table and just pig out by myself. Hashtag - ThisIsWhyImFat.
I ordered the Jucy Lucy, because who can resist a name like that and since I watched that one episode of Man vs. Food that showcased the Jucy Lucy. I will say that the burger was cooked perfectly to my taste (pink inside - I know most places won't do that so this was quite a thrill) but it lacked the thick gooey cheese innards that I've seen in other Jucy Lucy's - although maybe that was television magic! Not a deal breaker or anything and I would order it again.
The hubs got a chicken sandwich with apples and cranberries. He wouldn't share but kept making happy noises. That's always a sign it's really good. I did snag a couple of his skillet green beans and they were really good!
So many good things on the menu it was hard to choose just one so we will have to visit again.
Maybe we will bowl too...ah who am I kidding. We will just get more dip and pig out.