Dee Felice

What do people in Northern Kentucky eat?  I have yet to have a good meal on that side of the river. 

Last night we had dinner club at Dee Felice on Main Strasse.  It was Kristin and Kevin's turn to pick and, as I found out later, Kristin realized that they had already eaten there (and not liked it), the second we got to the restaurant. 

But it was $2 beer night.  And dinner club always provides for interesting conversation.  Last night we covered all popular television on right now and then proceeded to interesting physical talents.  This oddly started and ended with John's ability to triple roll his tongue. I guess I get to perform the National Anthem via my nostrils some other time. 

I had the jambalaya for dinner.  It's a creole place, so I figured I couldn't go wrong.  I assumed that a place that made jambalays, etouffe and red-beans and rice would know how to make rice.  I was wrong.  My rice was undercooked undercooked undercooked.  Which was odd because the shrimp and chicken in the jambalya were so overcooked as to be dry and chewy. 

Other than the $2 beer, one interesting aspect of this restaurant is that there is a stage directly above and behind the bar that looks like it would knock all the liquor bottles over if it really got swinging.  Unfortunately there was no band last night, so I really don't know. 

So, one more dinner club down, one more not-so-great-cincy-eatery.  Good thing I like to cook. 

Is this that place?  B's review:

Chillness:  Nice pressed tin ceilings chill...um...that's a pretty lame chill

Price: Good value (bad food + low price = good value)

Food Quality:  Starving people in Africa could make rice better than this place did.