FURRY FRIENDS ALLOWED
Welcome to our pet-friendly patio dining area! We’re happy to have your furry friend join you, and we kindly ask that you follow these simple guidelines to ensure a great experience for everyone:
Please keep your dog off the table, lap, or chairs, as required by health regulations.
Be mindful of the “three B’s” — Begging, Barking, and Biting — and do your best to avoid them.
Our servers can’t pet your adorable companion while on duty, but they’re happy to see them from a distance!
Keep your dog on a leash and close to you at all times.
For the safety and comfort of all guests, only service dogs are allowed inside the restaurant.
Thank you for your cooperation, and enjoy your meal with your four-legged friend!
There is a poem called Fidders Green. It is a legendary supposed afterlife, where there is perpetual mirth, a fiddle that never stops playing, and dancers never tire.
Halfway down the trail to Hell in a shady meadow green, are the Souls of all dead troopers camped near a good old-fashion canteen, and the eternal resting place is known as Fiddlers’ Green.
Marching past, straight through to Hell, the Infantry are seen, accompanied by the Engineers, Artillery and Marine, for none but the shades of Calvarymen dismount at Fiddlers’ Green.
Though some go curving down the trail to seek a warmer scene, no trooper ever gets to Hell ere he’s emptied his canteen and so rides back to drink again with friends at Fiddlers’ Green.
And so when man and horse go down beneath a saber keen, or in a roaring charge fierce melee you stop a bullet clean, and the hostiles come to get your scalp, just empty your canteen and put your pistol to your head and go to Fiddlers’ Green.
