We don’t do a lot of fancy dining. Tasting menus and wine pairings are a thing of my LONG ago past. We do however love to support local business and believe in how Bramble Hollow Farm raises chicken, pork and (oh please let this happen soon) beef. Last night there was a Heritage Chicken dinner at Local Roots. I slapped on a little make up, made Madigan put on something other than sweats and a hoodie and we went out for a FANCY dinner.
The restaurant is lovely, not too big, casual enough that you don’t feel out of place when you bring in a 12 year old, but nice enough to know this is going to be an experience. We have only been there for Heritage Chicken night and appetizers/drinks. We got there early, got to say HI to Brent and Anna. I was worried when we got there, I didn’t see a table with our name on it, I told Boomer I had made a reservation and was certain we had a place to sit. Ended up we were at the table with Brent and Anna. It made the event even more fun. We got to talk about chicken in a totally different way than when we are out at the farm processing, even though we talked about processing a little bit too. Madigan was the only kid around again, but that’s starting to become the norm. The world famous Doc, who has a bunch of different names sat with us. I have heard stories of Doc from Chicken Days, but enjoyed hanging out for the dinner and hearing stories and laughing.
I sent Boomer up to get me a drink, as Madigan and I settled in to the table. We looked at the menu, talked about any possible things she might not like, it’s okay, we can try it all, and don’t have to love it. Appetizers started coming around. Deviled eggs with some sort of relish on top that was wonderful. A spicy chicken meatball that the servers kept telling Madigan it was spicy and she ate it and loved it, And fried chicken heart with kimchi. When they came by with that one, I don’t know if Madigan heard what it was, but ate it anyway. When I asked her if she liked the heart, she said “What? I just at a heart! I am a monster!” Then proceeded to eat a couple more.
I want to point out, it is hard to get decent pictures at restaurants sometimes…too much light, not enough.
I tried to get a shot of Brent and Anna talking about what they do and why they do it.
and when I take 1 good picture I have to take about 14 bad ones, so keep that in mind when it comes to the food pictures. I didn’t want to seem like a total weirdo, taking 15 pictures of each plate, just a moderate weirdo.
Here’s the menu
This was the first course.
Just in case you aren’t sure what that is…here is another angle.
Yea, chicken foot. I have chickens and know where their feet are most days. No of us were sure about it, all committed it at least trying it. Who do you suppose dug in first?
Not very meaty, but we all agreed it was good. The toes were the best part. Boomer said they should put them on the menu as chicken fingers. (rim shot)
The main course was wonderful, chicken stuffed chicken. Dilly beans were so good, I am going to make some this year.
And the last course
The honey comb was so good. The egg isn’t really an egg, but a sweet invention of the chef. I saved my little bits of chicken skin for the last,
At the end of dinner the chef and staff come out.