Iron Hill Brewery of West Chester fame has situated its tanks in Maple Shade on a fairly dead stretch of Kings Highway. Hopefully tumbleweeds aren't the only things to blow towards this place. I'd like for it to stick around.
We walked in and I was tempted to sit at the bar, but it was date night, so I figured a booth would be less distracting. However, when I got the menu, I didn't pick my head up for 10 minutes. It was about 6 pages long. Sensory overload.
When in doubt, or when indecisive, I order appetizers. The wings were huge and meaty but not very crispy. The quesadillas had lots of crabmeat but not lots of taste. Voodoo shrimp was very smokey and not many other flavors were discernible. And then there were the sweet potato fries. There is not much else I can say except that these fries made me forget about everything else I ordered. I played through the pain of the cumbersome elastic because I could not stop eating nor dipping. Oh, the dips! Smoked paprika mayonnaise and sweet vanilla burgundy sauces are the best substitutes for ketchup to date.
Although it wasn't as overwhelming as the food menu, the beer menu had too many choices for my inexperienced, and mostly unwilling, beer palate. I opted for the house sampler. Delicious, except for the porter. Too dark for me. The raspberry wheat and the belgian whitbier were my favorites.
This place could be great on a Friday or Saturday night. I'd go a little early, take a tour of the brewery, have a something to eat in the dining room then move to the bar and try the rest of the brews. You can also take beer to go; they bottle it right in front of you. Put it in the trunk so you don't get ahead of yourself on the ride home.
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