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Picture it - 1972. The world is wearing polyester, and you're eating popovers and cherry fritters at the Continental.
The Conty, as it's known to us locals, has been a staple of mediocrity and irony forever. This is one of those places you go for the experience and not necessarily for the cuisine.
When you sit down (red, button back leather booths a la The Godfather), there's a yummy bowl of bean dip and individually wrapped crackers. They're all different flavor crackers, yet they mysteriously taste the same. And yeah, the bean dip is really tasty.
Then come the random snacks: spinach pie (so-so), cherry corn fritters (sticky and wonderful), chicken wings (pretty good), popovers (just south of orgasmic).
The main courses are all non-threatening to the palette. After all, pepper is an exotic spice at The Conty.
And for those over-65, or who feel over-65, there's an Early Bird. But you must be seated by 6, and willing to choose between cranberry juice and soup.
Don't ask why .... just shuddup and eat your popover.
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The food is great, live music on the weekends, great place! The service is great and the people are all very nice. Alot of parking spaces and great location.
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This is an old fashion, pimped out american classic. The sommelier walks around with a big chain around his neck that holds his special silver cup. If you get there at the right time the chef will send out a squad of young girls carrying trays of extra food for you to sample. All menu items are traditional American or Mediterranean (Greek or Italian) fare. The low light creates an almost hazzy atmosphere in which you will swear you saw Sinatra walking by.
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Big american style restaurant, old times athmosphere, and lots of frequent customer. It a the typical place your grandparents would love. I had a decent filet mignon there. They have a function room too.
I haven't been to this restaurant in a while but I had to do a quick edification for the last reviewer.
The matre d' (short for matre d'htel, literally "master of the hall") is a host.
The guy walking around with a silver cup on a chain around his neck is a Sommelier, a wine professional. You definitely want to make friends with this guy. :-)
Cheers!
Oh, good food, tough location with the constant traffic on Rte 1.
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