Chelsea Jo's should be considered in context. Â
You are in Spotsylvania, and not the industrialized part of Spotsylvania -- what some would refer to as 'By-God-Spotsylvania-Virginia'.
You go into Hubba's exactly at Karaoke time, "SOME DAY LOVE WILL FIND YOU! BREAK THOSE - CHAINS THAT BIIND YOUU! ONE NIGHT WILL REMIND YOU - HOW WE TOUCHED AND WENT OUR SEP'RATE WAYS!!!! Â IF HE EVER HURTS YOU -- TRUE LOVE-- WON'T DESERT YOU! YOU KNOW I STILL LOVE YOU -- THOUGH WE TOUCHED AND WENT OUR SEP'RATE WAAAAAYS!!!"
And then you are mercifully out the door again, looking for a safe haven. Â Chelsea Jo's doesn't look like it, but go in anyway. Â On a bar that should only have Miller Light and a Budweiser tap with an '8' still on it, they have Shock Top, and couple of others!
They have a full bar. Â
They have hand-cut steaks (supposedly).
They have marinated steaks in Chelsea Jo's secret sauce. Â (Soy and Ginger most likely)
They have salads. (With lots of iceburg -- lots and lots of iceburg)
They have the famous 'Dirty Monkey' (banana daiquiri -- lots and lots of daiquiri)
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So what if it's not the greatest food you ever ate. Â The wait staff is pure entertainment:
Flo: "What would you like to drink."
Me: "Shock Top."
Flo (to Flo #2): "He said Shock Top"
Flo #2: "Is that beer?"
Me: "Yes"
Flo's 1 and 2: "Ooooooh..."
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Flo: "What would you like for dinner?"
Me: "I'd like the marinated ribeye you were just talking about."
Flo: "You mean the Roadhouse???"
Me: "Yah"
(It turned out not to matter that I ordered it medium rare)
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Flo: "What sides do you want?"
Me: "Mashed potatoes and green beans..."
Flo: "Do you want gravy on your green beans?"
Me: "No, not on my green beans."
Flo: "KISS MY GRITS!!!!"
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I'd go back. Â Next time I will order something reeally complicated.