Palo Cedro, CA 96073
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9191 Deschutes RdPalo Cedro, CA 96073
(530) 547-3430
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OVER ALL RATING...SO SO, Below please find the first part of
my review of my Wed Sept. 15th around 6:30PM to 8 PM Visit
to what I NOW consider, after about 30 years, the INFAMOUS...
4 reviews for Palo Cedro Inn
(One real crappy one by Earl Allen Boek)
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OVER ALL RATING...SO SO, Below please find the first part of
my review of my Wed Sept. 15th around 6:30PM to 8 PM Visit
to what I NOW consider, after about 30 years, the INFAMOUS...
4 reviews for Palo Cedro Inn
(One real crappy one by Earl Allen Boek)
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http://twitter.com/greenearldotcom
4
Never Know What Your Going To Get Here
Bella Vista, CA
( 6 generations in the Redding/Anderson Area)I'll never go back and I've met the owner before at a victory party for
a local district attorney and found him to be quite the gentlemen.
After a long day of discussing a business proposal with a local Anderson businessman I decided to head for my home in Bella Vista.
As I sometimes do I decided to fore-go what has become a pretty busy I-5 and take the longer more scenic route which takes me through
Palo Cedro. I went in ordered a Bud in a bottle and proceeded to
relax talking with a local contractor, we were the only two at the bar
and he was already in the bag, but was continued to be served by
a shaved headed bar tender who I introduced myself too. I observed
at least one beer too many being served and even the contractor himself questioned if the bartender should cut him off if he ordered again. (Yes, I said to myself, maybe two beers ago)
Since I've run 7 restaurants and have been to two corporation training schools and in the employment of giant Saga Foods Services Incorporated. And owned two restaurants of my own here in the Redding area, I am not your normal type restaurant visitor and notice little things like someone being served while way past the legal limit. Still it's not my place to manage, but I enjoyed the younger man's conversation even when he called my president A (use N word here) and forgave him due to his oblivious condition, not looking for confrontation I did not mention that locally I was one of those that raised $65K to help him get elected.
I made a mental note that I might offer the man a ride home, if the occasion arrived since we found while conversing that he was a graduate of Enterprise High School and locally raised in Millville as I had been in Enterprise.
I passed out a business card to both gentlemen because the contractor mentioned he was going to lose a home he had put over $250k into and seemed pretty depressed about it all. I have a 20 year spotless recorded in home finance and offered a copy of my wallet license as proof, to both him and the bartender and offered both who had large unpaid balances on their homes my companies services involving a special, little-known mortgage mode program that can help eliminate their mortgage balances in short order.
All Good! Now this is where things start getting strange. Someone was grilling garlic bread on the broiler and I realized I had missed both lunch and dinner so I approached the young waitress who seemed to be pretty busy, considering there was only a party of six and a party of four at the time, and a local lady had joined the contractor and I at the bar. Since a other party of two had just walked in and had already been given menus and It was nearly 8pm I figured if I quickly ordered a rib eye and bread I'd be fed and out of the place in the next 15 minutes or so and on my way home.
The waitress was at her till about two stools down from where I had been sitting for an hour, still nursing my same beer. So I stood up and told her I would appreciate since I was dinning alone and knew
my way around a broiler, I'd been done and out of the place before
the new patrons got around to being served their salads.
I asked for the rib-eye, bread and salad and sit back down at the
bar. (I am carefully detailing my visit to the PCI here because something went badly wrong afterwords and I maintain it had
very little to do with my demeanor or actions. (Read Buzzes review
regarding the employees though I was treated professionally and curiously by my waitress and tipped her too well as I was nearly thrown out of the place (which would have been a bad mistake for the bartender had he attempted it).
Since there are only a few places really in Palo Cedro you can
get a drink and a meal over the years I have visited and had
my beers there and usually will not eat alone, but have brought
both my second and third wife's there and cooked for them and
dined there with a pretty much enjoyable mental history of my prior visits. Still I am far from a regular and really stopped by due to
my previous meeting with the nice newest owner of the establishment.
Deciding to wash up before cooking and eating my meal, I walked into a pitch dark restroom while searching for the lite switch I was somewhat alarmed to run into another customer who had just finished his business and as I apologized for barging in he was leaving wishing me good luck at finding the fixtures in the dark as the light had burnt out. i made a mental note to mention it to the bartender washed and as I was exiting the restroom my waitress informed my steak was ready and waiting for me at the broiler.
Having spent hours at broilers grilling steaks in my earlier days, I noticed their was no wire brush available or a wet towel, still a
dry one was there which sort of works when wiping wet butter from the tile counter I made do with my grilling fork cleaning the crusted
burnt leavings from earlier chefs who unlikely ever noticed the need.
To Be continued........................
a local district attorney and found him to be quite the gentlemen.
After a long day of discussing a business proposal with a local Anderson businessman I decided to head for my home in Bella Vista.
As I sometimes do I decided to fore-go what has become a pretty busy I-5 and take the longer more scenic route which takes me through
Palo Cedro. I went in ordered a Bud in a bottle and proceeded to
relax talking with a local contractor, we were the only two at the bar
and he was already in the bag, but was continued to be served by
a shaved headed bar tender who I introduced myself too. I observed
at least one beer too many being served and even the contractor himself questioned if the bartender should cut him off if he ordered again. (Yes, I said to myself, maybe two beers ago)
Since I've run 7 restaurants and have been to two corporation training schools and in the employment of giant Saga Foods Services Incorporated. And owned two restaurants of my own here in the Redding area, I am not your normal type restaurant visitor and notice little things like someone being served while way past the legal limit. Still it's not my place to manage, but I enjoyed the younger man's conversation even when he called my president A (use N word here) and forgave him due to his oblivious condition, not looking for confrontation I did not mention that locally I was one of those that raised $65K to help him get elected.
I made a mental note that I might offer the man a ride home, if the occasion arrived since we found while conversing that he was a graduate of Enterprise High School and locally raised in Millville as I had been in Enterprise.
I passed out a business card to both gentlemen because the contractor mentioned he was going to lose a home he had put over $250k into and seemed pretty depressed about it all. I have a 20 year spotless recorded in home finance and offered a copy of my wallet license as proof, to both him and the bartender and offered both who had large unpaid balances on their homes my companies services involving a special, little-known mortgage mode program that can help eliminate their mortgage balances in short order.
All Good! Now this is where things start getting strange. Someone was grilling garlic bread on the broiler and I realized I had missed both lunch and dinner so I approached the young waitress who seemed to be pretty busy, considering there was only a party of six and a party of four at the time, and a local lady had joined the contractor and I at the bar. Since a other party of two had just walked in and had already been given menus and It was nearly 8pm I figured if I quickly ordered a rib eye and bread I'd be fed and out of the place in the next 15 minutes or so and on my way home.
The waitress was at her till about two stools down from where I had been sitting for an hour, still nursing my same beer. So I stood up and told her I would appreciate since I was dinning alone and knew
my way around a broiler, I'd been done and out of the place before
the new patrons got around to being served their salads.
I asked for the rib-eye, bread and salad and sit back down at the
bar. (I am carefully detailing my visit to the PCI here because something went badly wrong afterwords and I maintain it had
very little to do with my demeanor or actions. (Read Buzzes review
regarding the employees though I was treated professionally and curiously by my waitress and tipped her too well as I was nearly thrown out of the place (which would have been a bad mistake for the bartender had he attempted it).
Since there are only a few places really in Palo Cedro you can
get a drink and a meal over the years I have visited and had
my beers there and usually will not eat alone, but have brought
both my second and third wife's there and cooked for them and
dined there with a pretty much enjoyable mental history of my prior visits. Still I am far from a regular and really stopped by due to
my previous meeting with the nice newest owner of the establishment.
Deciding to wash up before cooking and eating my meal, I walked into a pitch dark restroom while searching for the lite switch I was somewhat alarmed to run into another customer who had just finished his business and as I apologized for barging in he was leaving wishing me good luck at finding the fixtures in the dark as the light had burnt out. i made a mental note to mention it to the bartender washed and as I was exiting the restroom my waitress informed my steak was ready and waiting for me at the broiler.
Having spent hours at broilers grilling steaks in my earlier days, I noticed their was no wire brush available or a wet towel, still a
dry one was there which sort of works when wiping wet butter from the tile counter I made do with my grilling fork cleaning the crusted
burnt leavings from earlier chefs who unlikely ever noticed the need.
To Be continued........................
Palo Cedro Inn
Unlike George B., I don't think you can throw Palo Cedro Inn under the bus for the grill-your-own-steak format. It's not like you don't know that going in.
But PCI is circling the drain, and I suspect that it's because of new ownership.
I'd say that just about everything about the place has gone downhill. The cuts of steak are not as good as they used to be -- TL's filet mignon and my ribeye both looked like horse meat last time we were there for dinner. The salads were anemic, even if you factor in the late season. We had to ask for the baked potato that comes with the meal, and then ask again for butter and sour cream -- the server couldn't keep up with the three trivial tasks that she has to perform at PCI (she did okay with drinks).
The place also had a sort of hipster vibe a year or so ago. That's been replaced with........umm........well......both TVs above the bar were tuned to Fox News the whole time, and the formerly good-time patrons and staff seemed depressed and surly.
Shit, people, if I want to eat dinner with a bunch of drunk, pissed-off old Republicans, I'll join the Elks Club.
But PCI is circling the drain, and I suspect that it's because of new ownership.
I'd say that just about everything about the place has gone downhill. The cuts of steak are not as good as they used to be -- TL's filet mignon and my ribeye both looked like horse meat last time we were there for dinner. The salads were anemic, even if you factor in the late season. We had to ask for the baked potato that comes with the meal, and then ask again for butter and sour cream -- the server couldn't keep up with the three trivial tasks that she has to perform at PCI (she did okay with drinks).
The place also had a sort of hipster vibe a year or so ago. That's been replaced with........umm........well......both TVs above the bar were tuned to Fox News the whole time, and the formerly good-time patrons and staff seemed depressed and surly.
Shit, people, if I want to eat dinner with a bunch of drunk, pissed-off old Republicans, I'll join the Elks Club.
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PCI is an experience in American culture. It simultaneously disgusts and intrigues me, but ultimately I love it.
On one level PCI is a bar--the kind of dark, wood-paneled, country dive bar that people only dream about in San Francisco. This is the real deal, honey. You don't drink martinis at PCI, you drink whiskey, rocks.
But PCI goes beyond just drinks and dive bar perfection. It's also a steak joint. A do-it-yourselfer's dream, you pick your meat and then season and grill it yourself on either their indoor grill or outdoor patio bbq. For those of you who don't eat steak (hippies), they also have bourbon soaked salmon. Each cut of steak is $14, which includes a baked potato, a huge salad, and bread (throw that on the grill too). The five people I was eating with got out for under $100 with four steaks, one salmon, two bottles of decent wine, and three drinks.
If none of that seals the deal, go for the jukebox. Classic country, rock, and soul with just enough of the newer twangy stuff to keep things fun.
On one level PCI is a bar--the kind of dark, wood-paneled, country dive bar that people only dream about in San Francisco. This is the real deal, honey. You don't drink martinis at PCI, you drink whiskey, rocks.
But PCI goes beyond just drinks and dive bar perfection. It's also a steak joint. A do-it-yourselfer's dream, you pick your meat and then season and grill it yourself on either their indoor grill or outdoor patio bbq. For those of you who don't eat steak (hippies), they also have bourbon soaked salmon. Each cut of steak is $14, which includes a baked potato, a huge salad, and bread (throw that on the grill too). The five people I was eating with got out for under $100 with four steaks, one salmon, two bottles of decent wine, and three drinks.
If none of that seals the deal, go for the jukebox. Classic country, rock, and soul with just enough of the newer twangy stuff to keep things fun.
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Way too bad I was not enough of a valued customer enough to be treated with the same amount of human dignity and respect I even treat dogs and cats with.
The owner can bring back local customers but he'll never keep them with an AH like that at the bar, pretending he even knows how to run
the place he was entrusted too. Sad really in
these hard economic times._citizen activist