The Bridge View Grill

We repeatedly dined at the brand new Bridge View Grill in Bourne.

Located at 100 Trowbridge Road, it occupies the spot formerly known as the legendary Trowbridge Tavern.

Our staff has repeatedly dined there, and even done some drinking. The new owner spent a year gutting and renovating the place, and opened in August.

There are very few known benefits to "hanging around with a website editor who is allergic to shellfish," but one of them is "He'll buy you clam chowder so he can take a picture of it." The dark chowder color comes from bacon, I'm told.

The Emily Post Book Of Etiquette tells the reader that white wine goes best with an All Buffalo Chicken dinner.

The only member of our staff who is culinary-proficient enough to write food reviews is working in Maine this autumn. I am incapable of it. For every food critic who smells wine before drinking it, there's a guy like me who shovels down nachos by the fistful.

Therefore, we're just essentially doing a visual menu. Otherwise, the reviews would be like "This was yummy." If pressed, I would resort to stealing Bret Easton Ellis food review styles from Patrick Bateman. "It's a playful little dish."

We were pleased to see Bourne-themed drinks on the menu. Our only complaint was that mainland Bourne was under-represented. We would add the Buzzards Bay B-52, the Sagamore Beach Sidecar and the Bournedale Bellini. We would also add the Gray Gables Gimlet.

I have a friend who has a worse diet than I do, to the extent that he to this day complains about the time I brought over a pizza with green peppers on it... in 1989. He didn't have to worry about this one, I ate it all myself. 

Just in case you think that I eat nothing but fried meat...

If you pester hotel employees for pictures of their dinner, you have to settle for take-out Prime Rib shots.

When the Fish in your Fish and Chips is too big for the plate, you've almost always found a good restaurant.

The garlic bread was served on a different plate, we just laid it on top of the chicken parmesan so we could zoom in closer. I'm a rotten photographer to start with, and it only gets worse when pretty girls are bringing me rum.

My man Hardcore Logo likes stuffed quangos, so your allergic photographer was able to get a pic of one. If my shellfish allergy isn't funny enough for you, know that your photographer was an orphan, very poor, very large, always hungry... and that he lived between a clam bed and all the lobsters he could dive down and catch, and could consume neither.

There's a Thanksgiving Sub hiding under the gravy and the fried onions.

Sometimes, Stephen forgets he's a photographer, eats half the meal before remembering that he was supposed to take a picture of it, then tries to fool the editor by zooming in.

We would heartily recommend that you go with the BVG's Pub Fries, which are spicier than regular fries. Note that Southerners look at you funny if you put seasoned salt and vinegar on fries, which is a very New England thing to do. Also note that your author loved Andy Capp's Pub Fries as a kid, to the extent that he sent a threatening email to Borden Foods when they were discontinued.

I like to keep the elements of Shepherd's Pie apart until they meet in my tummy. There's a good reason why Stacey generally writes the food reviews.

The BVG has daily specials aimed at professions. They have discounted food on various nights for soldiers, emergency responders, teachers and service workers. I showed my Salvation Army badge to get the military discount, took the teacher discount even though the last class I taught was like 2005, and said "I'm broke, so this is an emergency" to get the emergency responder discount.

Come on down and try it out. Be sure to mention Cranberry County Magazine to get absolutely no discount at all.