Chatter doesn't really matter at Lakehouse
Thursday, May 27, 2010
Conversation seems to be as outdated as Styrofoam and Infusion
Restaurant at a new eatery with ties to the Scotty's Brewhouse
chain.
The latter gave way late last year to Scotty's Lakehouse, where the
packaging is biodegradable and the booths have televisions.
Sometimes two. Ours had one big and one little, which I guess meant
I could catch a tennis match and a "Law & Order" repeat instead
of talking with my steady date.
It's number six in the string of Indiana restaurants for the
Scotty's Brewhouse organization. And the space is now as dark as
its business past. Black walls and a black ceiling absorb the glow
from low-wattage fixtures and neon signs.
Two months after opening, Scotty's Lakehouse is filling the parking
lot that so many previous restaurant owners have watched
tumbleweeds blow through. Looking around the slick, busy dining
room, I took a moment to envy the savvy that gave Scott Wise a
restaurant empire before he hit 30. (He's got more up his sleeve.
Wise will add his own label to his restaurants' Indiana-focused
taps when Three Wise Men gets under way as a brewing
operation.)
Scotty's Lakehouse wants attention for its burgers and its
environmental bent. For example, the box you take your leftovers
home in is biodegradable.
But we didn't need one for the chipotle onion straws ($6) we
ordered, which got too acquainted with the hot oil it was cooked in
and showed up in a lifeless sprawl. Tasteless and heavily battered,
the straws spelled regret. We should have ordered the dill
chips.
Burgers were better. Unless you want a double (and that's crazy
talk for patties this thick), any of the 15 burgers costs $8.
Turkey is an option, as are elk, bison and something called
faux-lafel. Served on shiny egg buns, the burgers are big and
really good. I tried one topped with blue-cheese coleslaw, fries
and garlic mayo. And another with beer cheese and jalapeno.
House fries ($3) are thick-cut and served with a trio of sauces --
garlic mayo, chipotle ketchup and Sun King beer mustard. If I had
closed my eyes and dipped, I wouldn't have been able to tell you
which sauce had made it onto my fry. Maybe ordering them with
truffle oil is a better bet. They're also available with cheese and
bacon or with the same oozy, sharp and delicious beer cheese that
was on my burger.
Mac and cheese ($5) comes in three combinations. Served in a small
skillet, mac 2 looked like it'd been sitting under a heat lamp for
a while, or maybe I'm giving too much credit to our server's lack
of interest. Dry rotini, Gouda, goat cheese and bacon shared
skillet space with too many onions.
Scotty's rounds out its menu with salads and a few non-burger
sandwiches, and it serves breakfast on the weekends with offerings
from Patachou.
After leaving the restaurant, I tossed my leftovers into the back
seat. Did I feel better that I'd be able to compost the wrappings?
Not really, but I did look forward to the next day's
leftover-burger lunch. On my patio. With a magazinConversation
seems to be as outdated as Styrofoam and Infusion Restaurant at a
new eatery with ties to the Scotty's Brewhouse chain.
Indy Star
Conversation seems to be as outdated as Styrofoam and Infusion
Restaurant at a new eatery with ties to the Scotty's Brewhouse
chain.
The latter gave way late last year to Scotty's Lakehouse, where
the packaging is biodegradable and the booths have televisions.
Sometimes two. Ours had one big and one little, which I guess meant
I could catch a tennis match and a "Law & Order" repeat instead
of talking with my steady date.
It's number six in the string of Indiana restaurants for the
Scotty's Brewhouse organization. And the space is now as dark as
its business past. Black walls and a black ceiling absorb the glow
from low-wattage fixtures and neon signs.
Two months after opening, Scotty's Lakehouse is filling the
parking lot that so many previous restaurant owners have watched
tumbleweeds blow through. Looking around the slick, busy dining
room, I took a moment to envy the savvy that gave Scott Wise a
restaurant empire before he hit 30. (He's got more up his sleeve.
Wise will add his own label to his restaurants' Indiana-focused
taps when Three Wise Men gets under way as a brewing
operation.)
Scotty's Lakehouse wants attention for its burgers and its
environmental bent. For example, the box you take your leftovers
home in is biodegradable.
But we didn't need one for the chipotle onion straws ($6) we
ordered, which got too acquainted with the hot oil it was cooked in
and showed up in a lifeless sprawl. Tasteless and heavily battered,
the straws spelled regret. We should have ordered the dill
chips.
Burgers were better. Unless you want a double (and that's crazy
talk for patties this thick), any of the 15 burgers costs $8.
Turkey is an option, as are elk, bison and something called
faux-lafel. Served on shiny egg buns, the burgers are big and
really good. I tried one topped with blue-cheese coleslaw, fries
and garlic mayo. And another with beer cheese and jalapeno.
House fries ($3) are thick-cut and served with a trio of sauces
-- garlic mayo, chipotle ketchup and Sun King beer mustard. If I
had closed my eyes and dipped, I wouldn't have been able to tell
you which sauce had made it onto my fry. Maybe ordering them with
truffle oil is a better bet. They're also available with cheese and
bacon or with the same oozy, sharp and delicious beer cheese that
was on my burger.
Mac and cheese ($5) comes in three combinations. Served in a
small skillet, mac 2 looked like it'd been sitting under a heat
lamp for a while, or maybe I'm giving too much credit to our
server's lack of interest. Dry rotini, Gouda, goat cheese and bacon
shared skillet space with too many onions.
Scotty's rounds out its menu with salads and a few non-burger
sandwiches, and it serves breakfast on the weekends with offerings
from Patachou.
After leaving the restaurant, I tossed my leftovers into the
back seat. Did I feel better that I'd be able to compost the
wrappings? Not really, but I did look forward to the next day's
leftover-burger lunch. On my patio. With a magazine.
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