Hometown brewing returned to Knoxville recently with the opening of the
Smoky Mountain Brewing Company, the city’s first such establishment since
the turn of the century. The buzz about the eatery since its opening has
been high praise, so members of The Daily Beacon editorial crew
ventured there last Friday evening for a staff social.
After some confusion over reservations, which was no fault of the
restaurant, we settled into a lounge area to await our table. The brewpub
earns many points just on atmosphere. It is a large space, with smartly
designed lighting and interesting curios all around. The upper deck of
the restaurant looks down over the bar and brewing vat. The vat is an
impressive centerpiece, both functional and aesthetically intriguing.
In the lounge, several members of our party tried the house brew. The
light Summer Wheat proved to be a quality beer, definitely better than most
domestics. The darker selection, a stout Port, met with approval also.
The restaurant manager was very attentive in accommodating us after the
reservation mix-up. After we were seated, service was prompt, and the
atmosphere inspired a festive attitude around our table.
The menus are an interesting adventure in their own right. Detailed and
imaginative descriptions of each dish, from appetizer to entree, encouraged
experimentation with the selection. Personally, I didn’t want to try “just
a sandwich,” though even these were intriguing.
The pricing of meals was a pleasant surprise. With the restaurant’s
upbeat, upscale appearance, I expected to pay a bit more than usual. Prices
were comfortably in the upper moderate range, between $5 and $7 on
average.
Before the entree, we were treated to the house bread and beverages. The
fluffy sourdough was fresh and tasty. Only one member of our party asked,
“Where’s the butter,” and he was severely chastised. Iced tea came to the
table in huge Mason jars, and the tea glasses and beer were refilled
promptly.
The Potato Jackets, generously sliced potato skins, were well prepared
also, served with cheese, bacon and sour cream. Portions were such that
everyone had a share. The portions, in fact, were generous across the
board.
I finally decided on the Shepherd’s Pie. It came in a deep, fat ceramic
bowl. The top layer of well-cooked mashed potatoes hid a spicy mixture of
beef and vegetables. Similarly prepared was a spicy, but not too hot,
casserole called Toad in the Hole, which was rated “great” by those who
tried it.
The Poacher’s Pie, seasoned chicken served on a flaky, puffy pastry,
received high marks from several of our crew. The “ample” amount of chicken
and pastry was light, but filling.
One editor tried the Lady Godiva Chicken, another dish of generous
portions. Though a little heavy on the lemon, this met with
satisfaction.