WTGW 12/19/18: Bison Street Burgers and Brews, Massillon

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Our trek to Bison Street Burgers and Brews began by driving for about a year and a half to get to the place, between Ted’s directionally challenged map advisor and the fact that this is pretty much the other side of the world from our house. The final leg of the drive also involved meandering through some residential neighborhoods – thanks for the holiday light displays, people of Massillon – so of course we were totally convinced that this week’s pick would actually end up being at someone’s house.

I joke because it’s happened before. Ok, well not really, but this certainly isn’t the first time we’ve had these thoughts.

Finally we’re here! And it’s not a house!  Yeah, no, instead it’s some giant building that looks like it should be a commercial trucking company or pool chemical distributor.

Welcoming. Where have you brought us, Ted?

There’s also some sort of strange maze of concrete pilons all over the parking lot. Seems an odd choice for a place that advertises “brews” in the name, no? Is this their version of sobriety testing before you can head home?

If not for the giant banner on the side of the building announcing “Now open to the public!” we may have second guessed this choice, cut our losses, and tried to find our way back to civilization before searching out some food and drinks.

Thankfully we all had our adventurous pants on this evening, and ventured ahead into the mysterious giant building.

And – spoiler alert – we were not at all sorry. This place is definitely a hidden gem. Emphasis on hidden.

The inside of Bison St made us all think perhaps the place used to be a private club of some sort – you know, Eagles, Moose, Lions, whatever animal seemed to be a good name for a club that popped up in pretty much every small town in Ohio at one time or another. It’s a giant room, with a decent sized bar at one side and tables throughout. Also, lighting. Which sounds strange to say, but given the darkness we’ve eaten in over the past few weeks it was actually kind of nice to be able to see our food for a change.

Given the name of the place, of course we all ordered beers with our meals. I had just gotten home from a quick overnight work trip to NYC – which of course involved personal challenges to close down bars that stay open until 4AM – so alcohol was about the furthest thing from my mind. And then naturally I ordered a Christmas Ale. Logical, I know.

Our server came over and let us know that all of the apps were half off. I can’t remember if this was because it was Wednesday or because we were there during happy hour, though, so don’t quote me on being able to get this special ever again. Did I mention I didn’t get much sleep the night before?

There were two apps that weren’t part of the special – the loaded fries, and something called The Titan, which turned out to be a giant one pound pretzel. We saw one of these delivered to a nearby table before we placed our orders, and we can vouch that it is aptly named. But we didn’t order it – because, hello, there were a wealth of other items to choose from that sounded just as delicious but were part of whatever special we were told about.

Frugality is a strong point of this group. You should know this by now.

Speaking of things you should know by now, Cassi and Jason ordered the fried pickles as their appetizer. Ted also decided to get his own order as well.

Where did they find such skinny spears?

Shane and I opted for the cream cheese poppers, because they sounded delicious. And also the onion rings, because after the special they were $2. I mean, seriously.

Why don’t we order these more often?

Definitely not from the same “small veggie” garden that the pickles are grown in

Perhaps because we’ve been slacking on our normal menu inquisition of our dear servers, we decided to try our luck on that line of questioning again this time. To which we were greeted with the time-honored and oh-so-helpful answer of “everything.”

Uh oh. We’ve been down this road before.

But then she mentioned that the place is known for its burgers – which, come on, you’re not really going out on a limb with that one considering it’s in. the. name. of. the. establishment. – and also the gourmet grilled cheeses. OK, now we’re getting somewhere.

Then she went on to say that the flatbreads are also good. And that the Cowboy burger is the best seller.

OK, we get it. Just stop before you creatively manage to reinforce your initial statement about everything on the menu being worth ordering.

Have we mentioned The Titan yet? Yeah, well, so did she. We’re beginning to be sorry we asked.

Hey, Ted managed to pick one of the few items on the menu that the server didn’t point out! He chose the strip steak with mashed potatoes, claiming he had been having recent cravings for a good steak.

Obviously he was also having cravings for just food in general, since Ted literally didn’t speak to the group the entire time he was eating. It was like we weren’t even there. At one point I think the other four of us actually stopped eating so that we could just watch him clean up every morsel of food on any plate that was in front of him.

It wasn’t until the server arrived to take the plates from the table that he seemed to look up and realize he was among a group and could rejoin us again.

So clearly he hated it.

I’m surprised I was able to get a photo of this before it disappeared

I kid. He said that it was delicious, and actually it was one of the better steaks he’s had in some time. The meat wasn’t overly seasoned, but because it was cooked to perfection it had a ton of flavor.

It wasn’t until he paid it the highest compliment of saying he liked it “as much, if not a lot more” than that infamous steak special at the Dougout that Shane’s ears perked up.

I already see a revisit, just so Shane can order this entree and try it for himself.

Jason got the aforementioned Cowboy Burger, and also an order of Coney dogs. The server explained – probably as she realized Jason was essentially ordering two full meals just for himself – that the Coney dogs weren’t anything to sneeze at, the order was actually two large-ish dogs and a full order of fries. So, yeah, a crapload of food.

But hey, he still went for it. Because when have statements like these really ever stopped us? It’s more like a challenge.

And clearly she doesn’t read this blog.

Plus Cassi stepped up to say that she would eat some of the fries. This is how marriages succeed, people.

The one stipulation was that she needed to be able to get a side of beer cheese to dip the fries in. And while what showed up wasn’t quite the swimming pool’s worth of melted goodness that arrived on the table at that place in Barberton, it was definitely close.

Maybe it’s a good thing Ted never looked up long enough to see this giant bowl of cheese?

The Coney dogs turned out to be a bit of a disappointment. They definitely looked better than they tasted – which seems to be an oxymoron of a statement all on its own, being that Coney dogs are made to look like a bit of a hot mess on a bun – so I guess what you can read into that is that we were all far more excited to see them arrive on the table than Jason was to eat all of them. Jason said they weren’t horrible, per se, but mainly that the chili was too sweet.

Proof that looks can be deceiving

I mean, he still he still ate everything, though, so take that as you will. He just thought maybe the value was more at a $3 level instead of the $5 they charged.

Yes, this is the level we’ve hit, folks. You know you’re pro when you can play The Price is Right with menu items.

Lest you think fries with cheese sauce were Cassi’s only source of nourishment for the evening, she also got the half pesto flatbread and six spicy garlic boneless wings. And it only took about a bite and a half of each one before she said she wished she had nixed the flatbread and just gotten a double order of wings. The wings were small, but the flavor was outstanding … while the flatbread was the exact opposite of both of those things

But at least it’s pretty?

I think Cassi wished this was one of those never ending baskets

Because I apparently wasn’t paying attention during the part of the evening when we realized that the server was going to be not helpful in the least when it came to decision making, I pushed my luck and inquired which was better: the Philly grilled cheese or the Ranch burger made with Bison meat.

I bet you already can’t guess how influential this was to my decision.

So I chose the burger … at which point Shane says “hey, you know what? we always get burgers when we go out. maybe you should try something new.” … so I crossed back over into the grilled cheese camp.  And vowed to Shane that if my meal sucked I was holding him personally responsible.

This is also how marriages succeed. We should totally teach a course.

What was that we said about looks being deceiving?

I’m glad to say Shane was allowed to live, because my meal didn’t suck … but it also wasn’t so great that I didn’t kind of still half wish I’d ordered the burger instead. It’s like the Sliding Doors of food orders. The sandwich was just OK. It was made from braised short rib – which the server did tell me going into the order, so I wasn’t expecting processed Philly steak like other sandwiches. Maybe that’s why I had higher expectations. And, I mean, it tasted good … but it just wasn’t at the top of the list of the best things I’ve ever eaten.

Maybe it was the sourdough bread, which usually I love but in this case just didn’t seem to go with the sandwich.

Thumbs way up on the fries, though. I got the steak fries (compared to the rest of the table’s fresh cut) and was not disappointed there.

Shane got the Flaming Hot Burger, which he wasted no time in exclaiming how amazing it was. Per the previous few paragraphs, I wasted no time in not pretending that didn’t annoy me at least a little bit.

I like that they hide the hot peppers under a sheet of cheese. Tricky.

Mine and Shane’s bill was $35, which got us two appetizers, two Bud lights for Shane, one Christmas ale for me (which was the Beer of the Month, so cheaper than usual), and two full meals – of which I ended up taking half of my sandwich home, probably thanks to the two apps worth of fried stuff we started out the meal enjoying. Not too shabby at all.

Plus the place had a cool atmosphere on the inside – and despite the fact that the server wasn’t the best at giving solid recommendations, the service was great. I mean, it’s better when the server can’t decide what to recommend because she honestly loves everything they make, and not because she doesn’t care or hasn’t been there long enough to have really even opened a menu.

I could definitely see us making a return visit to Bison St. Especially after we noticed on our way out that there seems to be a fairly large covered patio area outside, so it will be interesting to see if they have bands there, or just make it into a cool outdoor area for the summer. It only it weren’t over the river and through the woods away from our house … but at least in the summer it stays light out longer, so maybe it won’t feel like midnight before we even make it into the concrete-hazard-laden parking lot. Can y’all leave the Christmas lights up for us?

Picked by: Ted

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Shane, decked out in his holiday finest

Steph

Jason

Cassi – up for wings, down for flatbreads

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WTGW 7/13/16: The Ignorant Owl, Canton

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After a few weeks of revisits (The Big Dog, and also Dante’s Game Day, which we didn’t post about – because, well, we’ve been there more than a few times since our initial visit. Oops.), it was time for something new.

Plus I had a Groupon. I mean, we’re also thrifty here at WTGW. Seriously.

And, let’s face it – the name is just fun. How can you not love a place called The Ignorant Owl? It’s just fun to say. Try it. How can you not smile when you say that? It’s like The Happy Moose. Which, really, they should think about some sort of collaboration project. Just sayin’.

Although if your name is Shane, you might call it everything else under the sun than what the actual name is. He knew it was an Owl, but the adjective threw him off. I think I heard Intelligent, Interesting, Obvious, Odd … you get the idea.

Anyway.

So as we drove up, we were a little worried that this place would be one of those tiny restaurants that takes pictures from odd angles to put on the website and make it look spacious, but really there’s like four tables and a bar the size of my desk. Because it definitely doesn’t look as big on the outside as it is once you walk in.

There’s also a small patio outside that we saw from the parking lot, but we decided against that option since it was about 9 billion degrees outside this evening. Thanks for being awesome, Ohio summer.

The Ignorant Owl, 7/13/16

Are margaritas on tap? That’s new

We quickly discovered that there is a good draft beer selection – yay! – so I ended up with a Summer Shandy, and Ted opted for the 2xSmash. And I have to give our server credit, as she was able to answer Ted’s questions about that particular beer – at least enough to mention it was 8.1% alcohol, and super hoppy. Although I think Ted missed the 8.1% part, because he had like three tall drafts.

And he was our driver this evening. So we may be super thrifty, but not always entirely smart. Point taken.

Shane ignored the draft list completely and got a rum and diet. Because, well, Shane.

The whole place definitely keeps with the concept of the name. There are owl statues or wall art everywhere you look. And several menu items give nod to the name in one way or another – “Nocturnal Nachos,” “Hootin House Salad,” “Owl You Want in a Quesadilla” – you get the idea. Although not every menu item, which is a bit strange in my opinion. I mean, why should the quesadillas get a fun name, but not the spaghetti and meatballs? It just seems unfair.

Because we like fun names, Shane and I got the Ignorant Chorizo Dip as an app. It’s advertised as cheese and chorizo sausage with spices and pita/tortilla chips. Ted of course moved as far away from it as possible. And honestly he kind of had the right idea, because the dip turned out to be just OK. It definitely didn’t have as much flavor as we’d hoped for. I mean, usually when you see something with chorizo in it you expect a bit of a kick to the flavor – at least most food dishes I’ve sampled anyway. But it was like they ground it up instead of using actual chunks of chorizo, which of course led to less flavor. And even the cheese – which there was an abundance of – seems rather bland. Boo.

The Ignorant Owl, 7/13/16

Maybe they think the chives are actually chorizo? Because there were more of those for sure.

For dinner I got the chili and chicken tenders – I’m sorry, “Ignorant Chili” and “Screeching Talons” – and was promptly made fun of for ordering chili when it’s 9 billion degrees out. Hey, it sounded good, what can I say.

Ted got the “Build Your Own Owl Burger,” which is on special for &5.99 on Wednesdays. Shane was going to do the same, except that you couldn’t get the special with the groupon, so he decided instead to try something else – and ended up with “Screeching Wings” and a “Build Your Own Ignorant Hot Dog.” And what was one of his toppings on said hot dog? Chili. Say what? I thought it was too hot for chili Mr. Smartypants?

Exactly.

And apparently I didn’t have to worry anyway, because it seemed like the chili came out a bit cold. Not like ice cold, so I didn’t send it back – but I also like my food to be about the temperature of a roaring fire, so I have to admit I was a bit disappointed there. But it was hot in the spicy sense, so that sorta made up for it. Maybe they should put that chili in the chorizo dip. Just a thought.

The Ignorant Owl, 7/13/16

There’s those chives again

Still taking a cue from our nothing-is-spicy-enough experience at Big Dog last week, I had my chicken tenders tossed in the hot sauce, which was definitely warm but not unbearable. The server had likened the sauce to a Frank’s Red Hot taste, which was pretty appropriate.

The Ignorant Owl, 7/13/16

Tenders. Talons. Close enough

Ted looked a little disappointed when his burger came out, as it did seem a bit on the small side. And he then promptly put in an order of wings as soon as the server came back to check on us. I think he was also slightly jealous of Shane’s wings, too, but whatevs.

The Ignorant Owl, 7/13/16

No cheese. Must be Ted’s

But he did say that other than the size, the burger was actually really good. He had it done medium, and it was very juicy. He said Shane probably would’ve been happy with both the doneness and the taste. Which, we all know Shane’s burger standards by now, those are not words to toss around lightly.

In direct contrast to Ted’s meal, Shane said the hot dog was actually much bigger than he thought it would be. We’re like the Goldilocks and the Three Bears of meat orders over here. Shane actually didn’t even eat the bun, just focusing on the meat and chili so he could eat it all without getting too full. Hey, that’s usually my trick.

The Ignorant Owl, 7/13/16

There’s a hot dog under there somewhere

His BBQ wings were also good – although he was a bit salty about having ordered that flavor. The menu only listed three sauces: hot, extra hot, and BBQ … but when Ted ordered his wings later on and asked the server about the sauces, she also included a garlic and oil flavor. And we all know how Shane feels about anything garlic.

The Ignorant Owl, 7/13/16

Shane’s poor substitute for garlic wings

Ted got the extra hot wings – again, scarred by the Big Dog – and still managed to eat all but two of them. He said they were good, he was just full. Fair enough – I mean, he did technically have two whole dinners.

The Ignorant Owl, 7/13/16

Ted’s second meal

All in all The Ignorant Owl is a nice place, but nothing out of the ordinary that would make us have to come back anytime soon. It’s another one of those “if we lived closer we might go back, but there’s nothing special enough to make the 30+ minute drive” kind of places.

Consensus: Two thumbs up and a thumbs middle

The Ignorant Owl, 7/13/16

Ted

The Ignorant Owl, 7/13/16

Steph

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Picked by:  Steph
Next Pick: Ted