Last weekend on our way to Crystal Mountain for the wedding we decided to stop for lunch. Soon after getting off 131 we spotted the perfect place.
Lisa from the back seat: "Are those feet?" Petey and I responded "Sure looks like it." All three of us: "Let's go!"
The restaurant was called "Da Dawg House." Very up-northy. Fish and game 'o plenty.
Even a couple of birds.
There were 3 or 4 items on the menu that had dawg/dog included in the name. If you ordered one of them, the server put on a goofy dog hat when she brought the food to your table and the other servers gathered 'round and howled. Apparently if you were a "bad dog" and didn't finish your meal
you had to wear the goofy hat. There was no howling at our table but what a marketing ploy, eh?
This guy kept trying to pick Lisa up but she wasn't having any of it. I can't understand why.
Oh, the food. How was the food, you ask? Fantastic! We all got breakfast and Petey was real happy he ordered the short stack of pancakes (2) because those suckers were the size of dinner plates. No lie.
So if you're driving north on 131 and get off near Cadillac on highway 115, stop in at Da Dawg House and order something that howls, eh? Look for the giant feet sticking out of the front of the place. Can't miss it.
Too funny and duly noted. :)
ReplyDeleteJust went by this restaurant yesterday (is that the correct spelling?) We always take this route to Traverse City. goes through Interlochen. Haven't eaten at this one, but will sometime.
ReplyDeleteLove it up there.
I guessed at the spelling but I'm pretty sure it's right.
ReplyDeleteBTW - who are you? Curious minds want to know.
Nice! Feet!
ReplyDeleteAt my first visit to a little, now-vanished diner in Kalamazoo called Emil-Jo's, the waitress/cook/proprietor snatched my fork, stabbed it into my half-eaten short stack and declared "if you don't finish these, I will bring you more." You have to love places with real character.
Sounds like a lovely spot, Philip. One wonders what caused its demise. hehe
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