By way of Gramercy Tavern

All the time I squander on Twitter is usually made up every time I need an out-of-town restaurant recommendation, and that was never truer than when I desperately threw out “anywhere good to eat between NYC and the Catskills?” @MSCharak suggested Peekamoose, especially for the paté, and it turned out to be in the same town as the great resort where the wedding was going to be. Bob and I took a little drive before the “BBQ” the first night and saw the big sign reading “open 4 to 10, Thursday through Monday” and of course had to stop in. And once we were in, we had to try some wine and then some food after seeing everyone eating so happily in the bar. The place is just designed to the max, with taxidermed animal heads in the tap room and rustic chandeliers in the dining room and a special “cage for baby pork” (AKA kids’ playroom) right outside the bar. And the bartender was amazing: friendly but fast and efficient as she took orders even from tables. I had a Finger Lakes Riesling, Bob had a Spanish red, both described accurately by the AB. I was tempted by the charcuterie plate, but Bob reminded me we would be eating within an hour, so we settled on the beets with spuma made from local goat cheese. Which also bought us a slab of warm “focaccia-style” bread with a little ramekin of roasted garlic-chive butter. I hope to have more to say about all this somewhere else, but the whole experience brought home how far countryside restaurants have come as real chefs open them with an understanding of both sourcing and service. Not to mention insight into how the Thursday-through-Monday set functions . . . .