noodle night
6-9pm

globally inspired noodles dishes. everything from ramen to spaghetti. new menu each week. *and* Community Tap Trailside will be bringing in special beers just for the occasion!

saturday breakfast
8:30-10:30am

smaller plates and grab-n-go offerings. a dang tasty bloody mary. expect to see this expand to other days soon!

sunday brunch
10am-2pm

only place to find the best chicken and waffles, burgers on doughnuts and so many of our favorite dishes. it’s a good way to start your day of self-care.

oysters, frites and champagne

want to avoid the brunch crowd but still want to enjoy some tasty food? Tap trailside picks an amazing bottle of bubbles to pour by the glass. we roast oysters and cook up some duck fat frites on the patio. it’s fun.

takam nights

every now and then our good friends from Takam take the kitchen over and make *the best* Filipino food around. check their’s and our stories for details.

sometimes we have fun ideas! check out our Instagram stories to see what we’re up to!

saturday breakfast
8:30-10:30am

smaller plates and grab-n-go offerings. a dang tasty bloody mary. expect to see this expand to other days soon!

oysters, frites and champagne

want to avoid the brunch crowd but still want to enjoy some tasty food? Tap trailside picks an amazing bottle of bubbles to pour by the glass. we roast oysters and cook up some duck fat frites on the patio. it’s fun.

prima pop-ups

every other Sunday our good friends from Prima Kitchen take over and make *the best* Pacific Island food. check their and our stories for details.
it’s national burger day? yay?!?!

look you don’t need an excuse to eat a burger but if you need an excuse to eat a burger this one will do. 

to *celebrate* we are running five dollar sliders all day for $6.

you can also get other burgers that cost more than $6.

it’s national burger day? yay?!?!

look you don’t need an excuse to eat a burger but if you need an excuse to eat a burger this one will do.

to *celebrate* we are running five dollar sliders all day for $6.

you can also get other burgers that cost more than $6.
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i think i was supposed to say something here sooner. tell you what we were up to. the new foods. maybe i was supposed to tell you how hard it’s been. how it’s taken and taken. how the tired somehow only more tireds.

at points i would try. writing to thank you, love you, resent you. 

do i love you? or am i just in so deep now it doesn’t matter. if you want lemonade i make it if you want ranch i make it if you want it cooked well-done on one side and rare on the other i make it happen if you want the thing that hasn’t been on the menu for months i’ll make it if you want me to do anything i’ll do it if you want me to run around and yell and make a show and tell you a story about how much this dish means to me.

i think about my son in the ocean. the water is cold. it’s too cold but it’s the ocean and he must be in it because we are at the ocean and one must be in the ocean when one is at the ocean.

i shiver and pain. he does not or he hides it better. he fights the waves. or dodges the waves. the waves his seeming adversaries. he will punch them. kick them. jump over them. karate yelling.
i watch and encourage. secretly i notice how little the waves care. each swell a triumph for him. each swell not really affected by him at all. sometimes a wave is too big. i grab him and carry him over. or i don’t. and i let it take him.

what is fighting without losing anyway.

so i carry on. his picture on the pass. “do it for him” i’ll pretend. i don’t do this for him.

are you the waves or am i the waves? do i kick and punch and jump for you? or do i wash over you knowing a thousand of you wouldn’t do much to stop me.

it’s food i say. it’s burn out they say. it’s all i got sometimes i think. we are all depressed right now we agree. “it’s been a year” you chuckle. it’s “i’m the son of the owner” he boasts . . .

do love, want, commitment, desperation, depression, and perseverance all get called the same thing at some point. does it even matter if i can keep going forever like this i promise i can keep going even if you don’t think i can i really can just keep going. just keep going.

pictured here: some of the food i was supposed to tell you about but then didn’t.

i think i was supposed to say something here sooner. tell you what we were up to. the new foods. maybe i was supposed to tell you how hard it’s been. how it’s taken and taken. how the tired somehow only more tireds.

at points i would try. writing to thank you, love you, resent you.

do i love you? or am i just in so deep now it doesn’t matter. if you want lemonade i make it if you want ranch i make it if you want it cooked well-done on one side and rare on the other i make it happen if you want the thing that hasn’t been on the menu for months i’ll make it if you want me to do anything i’ll do it if you want me to run around and yell and make a show and tell you a story about how much this dish means to me.

i think about my son in the ocean. the water is cold. it’s too cold but it’s the ocean and he must be in it because we are at the ocean and one must be in the ocean when one is at the ocean.

i shiver and pain. he does not or he hides it better. he fights the waves. or dodges the waves. the waves his seeming adversaries. he will punch them. kick them. jump over them. karate yelling.
i watch and encourage. secretly i notice how little the waves care. each swell a triumph for him. each swell not really affected by him at all. sometimes a wave is too big. i grab him and carry him over. or i don’t. and i let it take him.

what is fighting without losing anyway.

so i carry on. his picture on the pass. “do it for him” i’ll pretend. i don’t do this for him.

are you the waves or am i the waves? do i kick and punch and jump for you? or do i wash over you knowing a thousand of you wouldn’t do much to stop me.

it’s food i say. it’s burn out they say. it’s all i got sometimes i think. we are all depressed right now we agree. “it’s been a year” you chuckle. it’s “i’m the son of the owner” he boasts . . .

do love, want, commitment, desperation, depression, and perseverance all get called the same thing at some point. does it even matter if i can keep going forever like this i promise i can keep going even if you don’t think i can i really can just keep going. just keep going.

pictured here: some of the food i was supposed to tell you about but then didn’t.
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sc wreckfish, spiced cauliflower, cilantro flowers, pea tendrils, fragrant yogurt

sc wreckfish, spiced cauliflower, cilantro flowers, pea tendrils, fragrant yogurt ...

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some flowers. hope your day is going okay.

some flowers. hope your day is going okay. ...

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ahhh. it’s late and i shouldn’t be on instagram. on here it feels like everyone is happier and everyone is doing it better. everyone has the perfect dish, the perfect caption, the perfect idea, the perfect photo, the perfect everything.

in weak moments and in not-so-weak moments i see other success and i covet it. 

i gotta check myself. everyone is trying. we all want to present our best self. you deserve to achieve. your success doesn’t mean my failure (say that on repeat until it sticks, alex.)

i want to see your success. i hope you know it’s okay to not always be successful. i hope you know it’s okay to share all your successes. (i really do want to see them).

the next thing i make doesn’t have to be better than the last thing i made. that’s my truth. i just have to keep making as long as i want to keep making.

ahhh. it’s late and i shouldn’t be on instagram. on here it feels like everyone is happier and everyone is doing it better. everyone has the perfect dish, the perfect caption, the perfect idea, the perfect photo, the perfect everything.

in weak moments and in not-so-weak moments i see other success and i covet it.

i gotta check myself. everyone is trying. we all want to present our best self. you deserve to achieve. your success doesn’t mean my failure (say that on repeat until it sticks, alex.)

i want to see your success. i hope you know it’s okay to not always be successful. i hope you know it’s okay to share all your successes. (i really do want to see them).

the next thing i make doesn’t have to be better than the last thing i made. that’s my truth. i just have to keep making as long as i want to keep making.
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