Wednesday, June 29th, 2011
And we’d had enough of amusement park food, despite the yumminess of the burger and fries we scarfed down at lunch. Back in my neighborhood we stopped by Diesel, one of a handful of places I would dare enter all sweaty and without makeup, my pants still damp from Thunder River.
Little T wasn’t too excited until I told her about their amazing sweet potato fries. I was looking forward to an ice cold beer and their kickass spinach salad topped with a fried green tomato slice, boiled eggs and bacon (see photo from last post). LC was in the mood for the spicy Creole shrimp.
Once seated, however, I realized that many of our favorites had been taken off the menu, replaced by dishes I didn’t want. So we ordered some beers and relaxed in the heat of the Summer, too tired to get up and go elsewhere.
At least the sweet potato fries remained and little T ordered them, along with a basket of corn dog poppers. LC almost went with his standard hot wings until I persuaded him to try the chili that had piqued his interest. Add an order of fried pickles and he was happy.
As for me, I was screwed. I was craving salad so I tried the wedge, with blue cheese, tomatoes, and bacon. I hate iceberg lettuce, romaine’s white trash cousin, but there were few options. Our tattooed server, who is always awesome, delivered it sans bacon. Not her fault, but hell, that’s the only reason I ordered it! It was crisp and refreshing, but lacked the creativity of the spinach salad.
I ate plenty of little T’s sweet potato fries too, and tried LC’s chili which was a high octane combo of beans, ground beef, and plenty of spice, topped with melted cheese. It was fatty and delicious, packing quite a pleasant punch. We were stuffed.
Other menu additions included a section of meat and two sides. Heavy choices like meatloaf just didn’t make sense given the season. By the way, they haven’t updated the menu on the website in ages, so you won’t see any of the new dishes or a lot of the old ones, for that matter.
We still like the place. It’s laid back, nearby, and has a patio, but I’m still craving that spinach salad.
870 N. Highland Avenue 404-815-1820