Ohio has a funny way of turning “just one bite” into a repeat habit. Last time I promised myself I was only grabbing dinner for later, I ended up hovering over the container anyway.
The meatloaf here arrives seasoned, tender, and oddly good at wrecking self-control. I’ve watched regulars step out grinning, clutching foam boxes like trophies and already planning their next visit.
It’s carryout-only, so the focus stays on the food, not the fluff. Expect Polish comfort classics, prices that make you blink twice, and portions that refuse to be shy…