DINING: Inside or out, Shelbi Street Cafe & Bistro eatery shines
Salmon and bacon work together at this Fountain Square eatery.
Salmon and bacon work together at this Fountain Square eatery.
A new bar and pizzeria and bar sets up shop in the Century Building.
First in a month-long series of “street” restaurants.
What’s now called the Bar at the Ambassador at Pennsylvania and Ninth streets may have swapped a familiar name for a generic one, but there are still plenty of reasons to stop in.
It’s easy to miss this new Fountain Square eatery, but it’s worth finding.
The service is stellar. The menu is creative. The food is, well, yummy.
New eatery is close enough to the waters of the Central Canal that it should consider opening a gondola drive-through.
The freshness in this freezer-free, microwave-free, fryer-free chain was evident in the sweetly delicious tomato sauce.
Chancellor's has high aspirations, with a seasonal, locally sourced menu clearly designed to appeal more to diners on
an expense account than college students on a budget.
This year, the Indiana State Fair is celebrating the Year of the Pig.
And that means pork is the main attraction in five dishes that were selected as finalists in the fair’s Signature Food
contest.
Named for hotel owner and local businessman Turner Woodard, Turner’s Restaurant maintains a cozy feel despite the decidedly
upscale environment.
I’m happy to report that the new, locally owned Shebella’s exceeds pizza buffet
expectations and, with some of the items we sampled, exceeds even those of traditional pizza joints and sub shops.
At Blue Moon Cafe, the difficult-to-resist pastry case is right inside the front door.
There was nothing fancy about the neighborhood restaurant, but Queso Blanco was packing them in despite nearby competition from two of the nearly ubiquitous strip-mall chains.
The new edition of The Red Eye is only a short designated-driver ride from most Broad Ripple night spots.
Third in our month-long series of “elemental” restaurant reviews.
Second in our month-long series of reviews of “elemental” eateries.
Our waiter forgot to ring in our order. Mistakes happen, but how such problems are fixed says a lot about a restaurant’s culture.
I’m a grammar snob, which is one reason it took me so long to make the trek to Broad Ripple to try Gourmet
Frank’s. There is no Frank, just an unnecessary apostrophe—which I call the
Hoosier possessive—in the simple description of its star menu item: franks, as in hot dogs.