Oh, we so wanted to like Griffin Tavern in Flint Hill. We were on our way to Thornton Gap in the Shenandoah Valley for a Sunday hike and had blown through Front Royal's cornucopia of fast food. When Leslie spied this tavern in a victorian house on a hill, it seemed like the fates had brought us what we needed -- good, honest tavern food to fortify us for the trek ahead. We should have gone to KFC.
The tavern is pleasant looking and has seating on the wrap-around porch that gives a nice view of the hills (occasionally punctuated by the roar of motorcycle engines). The special of the day was open-faced meatloaf sandwich that was luke-warm by the time it finally arrived and didn't seem very special at all. I had a passable lentil soup with a weirdly textured and not very spicy curried shrimp salad sandwich. All this was washed down with watery ginger ale. Not worth the time or the money, which is too bad, because it is in an idylic spot.
On the plus side, the tacos from Taco Bell in Middleton, VA were excellent -- crispy taco, lettuce that wasn't soggy, and meat that wasn't swimming in grease.
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