Grumpity grumpity groo... oh, wait, that's the Grumple.
En route to House on the Rock, we stopped here to build up our strength and drink a little liquid courage (boyfriend is afraid of dolls, and there's a freaking doll carousel at House on the Rock).
I am a sucker for hilarious, offbeat places so Mt. Horeb was a natural win for me. Trolls everywhere. I even brought my own because the concept of BYOT cracked me up to no end.
We did the little tasters of several of the beers, including a jalapeno one which wasn't as scary as it sounded. I think the wheat was my fave. Foodwise, we had started with the grump chips which were good and I enjoyed a half corned beef sandwich and chicken enchilada soup. Boyfriend had some black bean dish which was massive and apparently enjoyable.
Our waitress was friendly and she laughed at my troll. The atmosphere is a little blah, and could have used more trolls, but it's some tiny town in Wisconsin, it'll do.