We just got home from an excellent birthday dinner at the Fire Hill Pub, the new incarnation of the Brown Derby in downtown Toughkenamon.
My mussels were delicious and full of garlic (that's a good thing). They came with French fries and a grilled baguette and were better than the ones I had at a Main Line place recently. My favorite dinner partner wolfed down his crabcakes without sharing ("Too late," he crowed). They were served with colorful potatoes and the vegetable of the day (perfectly cooked broccoli and carrots; I also ordered the vegetables and loved them). Our waiter was a friendly and polite fellow.
The interior is considerably freshened up, and word seems to be getting out that the place has reopened. In fact, we wound up there on Sunday because on Saturday evening the parking lot behind the restaurant was completely full (it was the Saturday of the Mushroom Fest). When we got there on Sunday at about 7, it was much less crowded: there were several people at the bar watching football and a few tables of diners. The atmosphere is relaxed, and I thought the prices were very reasonable.
According to the menu, the restaurant is named Fire Hill because the Lenni-Lenape Indians referred to a nearby hill as Fire Brand Hill. (The menu also includes some alternate spellings and pronunciations of Toughkenamon, which we had fun trying out.)
Our waiter told us he hoped we return soon, and I think we will. An excellent meal. You can see their menu online.
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