Some restaurants feed you, while others make you feel like family, and Greyhound Tavern in Fort Mitchell falls firmly into the latter category.
Walking through these doors is like arriving at your grandmother’s house for Sunday dinner, if your grandmother happened to run a colonial-era tavern with exceptional fried food.
The comparison to grandma’s house isn’t just about the food, though we’ll get to that deliciousness shortly.
It’s about the entire feeling of the place, that sense of being welcomed and cared for that seems to be programmed into the very walls…