Hop Cat has an insane beer selection, as well as incredible pub food. Seriously. I'm used to a greasy spoon pub meal, but their select was great and it seemed to be a favorite with locals. Beer Advocate even named them #3 Beer Bar on Planet Earth. Props.
I went with the Turkey Bruschetta Wrap (their burger as a wrap, essentially) and the Crack Fries on the side. Now, given I ate fries the night before at Reserve, I decided I would only eat half of these to try them. And then I promptly ate them all. They call these seasoned, beer battered delicacies "Crack Fries" for a reason. Not only that, but the turkey was tender and juicy, and paired with the spinach, bruschetta, and pesto aioli it was great. I think I liked it better as a wrap than I would have as a burger, since the wrap helped contain the chopped goodness. A bun might have been a mess!
And being a crazy cat lady, their awesome logo of a cat holding a beer definitely lured me in a bit. Note to self, find out if they sell t-shirts for me and Duke.
For my last dinner in GR, I met up with an old friend DP and headed to Grand Rapids Brewing Co. What a great atmosphere! It felt cozy and bustling, like an old familiar place. Nice and laid back, but still not missing the mark in terms of menu offerings.
I started with their Brewer's Heritage, a Bavarian Hefeweizen that was delicious. I'm not into hoppy beers, and if I could have taken a growler of this home I would have. Super smooth and perfect for my tastes.
For dinner, I decided to try the Pulled Otto's Chicken, a sweet carolina BBQ pulled chicken sandwich with tomato & smoked mozzarella, all on griddled sourdough. Yum. I really loved the mozzarella holding it all together. As a side, I chose a cup of their soup of the day, a chicken & lentil.
|DP and me!|
Everything was delicious! Grand Rapids never missed the mark for me in terms of fantastic meals. I would happily come back again to both Hop Cat and GR Brewing... it's just not your typical pub fare at all.
Sidenote: As I am a food lover who indulges in great meals while traveling, I must lament that I don't get to take doggie bags home. I love to write about these food extravaganzas, but I always feel bad at the end of an amazing meal when I haven't cleared my plate because the portions are just enormous. And when I tell the server I can't take it home, I feel like it's wasted and sad! Ah! First world problems, indeed. I'm not alone in this I hope.