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The most important meal of the day can also be the most delicious way to start it. This Month: Sedona Taphouse
Having three kids in spring sports makes the concept of brunch seem laughable. Perhaps a collective prayer for a Sunday washout is in order, because brunch at Sedona Taphouse is an absolute must-taste. Doors open on Sundays at 10:30 and at 2pm they switch to the dinner menu. Experienced diners know there’s a crunch early and again near close, so a noon visit is the best bet to get in for one of the best brunches around, with the least possible wait time.
The original Sedona Taphouse opened in Phoenixville in 2019, with the Gay Street location starting service in April of 2021. Brunch was offered from the jump, and options were tailored towards classic breakfast fare: French toast, benedicts and omelets galore.
From inception, the Southwestern style menu has had a major health focus, using whole ingredients, made from scratch, and a plethora of gluten-free options (not to mention dedicated fryers for those GF-friendly items). As regulars of the restaurant began to frequent brunch, requests would come in for “favorites” from the full menu, like the Southwest Roasted Wings to the Alpine Burger, or the Salmon Asparagus Salad. Ever responsive, the requests were slowly added to brunch so that — as it stands — you’ll find all the breakfast items you’re used to, as well as standouts from the lunch and dinner menus. When I noticed my favorite shrimp tacos were not included, Chef Greg said that as long as he has the ingredients on hand, he will happily make whatever is requested. His grin sealed the deal — now that’s service with a smile.
If eggs are what you’re after, I have three awesome options:
First up is the Southwest Steak Omelet. It’s made with large chunks of seasoned, tender steak, black bean salsa, cheddar
cheese, fresh pico, avocado, chipotle aioli, and cilantro lime sauce. Served with their seasoned breakfast potatoes, this protein-packed dish was balanced by a sauce I would spend a considerable amount of time scraping off my plate.
Next, I tried the Huevos Rancheros, which is probably the easiest order for those seeking gluten- and dairy-free options. A housemade corn tortilla, black bean puree, chorizo, guacamole, tomatoes, ranchero sauce, two over-easy eggs and a scattering of queso fresco is best for those who don’t mind when all their foods mix; every bite has a little of everything.
Lastly, I tried the Chesapeake Crab Benedict. Full of dairy and gluten (as well as flavor), my eyes rolled back in my head. Benedicts are not usually my favorite, so I’m assuming it was the housemade buttermilk biscuit that pushed me over the edge. The no-filler crab cake and perfectly poached eggs mean I’m still kind of thinking about it.
What will I try when I go next time?
Three new menu items for May: a “Brunch Stack Sandwich” which consists of jalapeño cornbread, topped with a roasted garlic cream cheese, eggs, bacon, hashbrowns and American cheese sounds too interesting not to try.
Their favorite Crispy Chicken Sandwich is getting a reboot, served on buttermilk biscuits and topped with Ranch dressing and hot honey (swoon), my mouth is watering just thinking about it. The third is an omelette version of their famed Desert Fire Jalapeños; I’ll take that one with a Blood Orange margarita and call it a day.
Honestly you can’t go wrong with Sedona Taphouse's brunch, and with a staff as warm and accommodating (and downright happy to be there), positivity reigns supreme.
As spring breezes through West Chester, the streets bloom with life, and the parks beckon with sunshine, songbirds, and the promise of a perfect picnic. Whether you're seeking sweet treats, savory sandwiches, or a full-on gourmet feast, West Chester’s extensive local food scene is bursting with grab-and-go gems ready to fill your basket with fresh, flavorful fare. This guide takes you on a five-stop spring picnic tour of West Chester, inviting you to slow down and stretch out beneath the budding trees. So grab a blanket, fill your basket, and bask in the sunshine—one bite and one park at a time.
Tucked in the corner of an unassuming strip mall just off the main road leading into the borough, Colonial Village Meat Market is the very definition of a hidden gem. Stepping through its doors feels like returning to your favorite local corner store—cheerful, familiar, and overflowing with classics. With friendly greetings echoing from behind the counter, it’s a place where the regulars are known by name and newcomers are welcomed like old friends.
The aisles are stocked with a little bit of everything—from everyday pantry staples and nostalgic snack brands to vibrant produce and a freezer section full of surprises. The butcher counter is a local legend, showcasing premium cuts of beef, chicken, pork, and house-marinated specialties that locals swear by. But the real heart of the market beats behind the deli glass, where made-to-order sandwiches steal the show.
Rows of creamy potato salad, crunchy slaw, macaroni salad, and house-made pickles sit ready to round out your picnic meal. The sandwich board is stacked with mouthwatering options—hot grill favorites like juicy cheesesteaks, crispy chicken cutlets, meatball subs, and wings, plus cold hoagies piled high with freshly sliced deli meats. Every bite feels substantial,
Look at the roll. Look at the toppings! This is the traditional deli haul we all grew up dreaming of as kids.
crafted with care and no shortcuts. Iced teas, TastyKakes, kettle chips, gourmet chocolates, and bakery items will complete your powerhouse picnic packing. Call to order ahead for quick pick up so you can grab-and-go right back out the door.
After picking up your hoagie feast, take a scenic five-minute drive down winding back roads to Oakbourne Park. As you approach, the striking Queen Anne architecture of the Oakbourne
Mansion and its towering 65-foot water tower make for a fairytale setting. Settle beneath a blooming magnolia, snag some shade under the picnic pavilion or take your feast to one of the picnic tables speckling the lawns of the park. Unwrapping layers of butcher paper, it’s clear why the Colonial Village Italian Hoagie reigns supreme: stuffed with meats, peppers, tomatoes, onions, lettuce, and enveloped in the perfect hoagie roll. Paired with crispy chips, a pickle fresh out of the barrel, and a cookie from Susan’s Wedding Cakes & Sweets (baked right in town), it's the quintessential picnic meal washed down with a swig of iced tea. After lunch, roam the 25-acre arboretum, where trees planted as early as the 1800s invite a delightful scavenger hunt through history and horticulture.
A short stroll down Church Street, Yori’s Bakery greets you with warm smells and antique charm. Famous for its custom cakes, this sweet shop has a line of glass cases filled with rainbow-hued cookies, crumbly Linzer tarts, gooey sticky buns, and elegant mini cheesecakes. Every corner has something calling your name, from cannolis to cupcakes to caramel-drizzled bars stacked with nuts and chocolate. The walls, decorated with antique baking trays and historic newspaper clippings, give a nostalgic nod to the borough’s past—perfectly echoing the timeless comfort of the sweets inside.
Step up to the counter and grab a fresh donut, still warm from the morning bake, a flaky fruit danish, or whichever sweet treat speaks to your mood— whether it’s a classic glazed donut, a spiced apple turnover, or a buttery crumble bar that’s so delicious you’ll devour it before it even has a chance to melt in the sun. Don’t miss the fritters—golden and crisp on the outside, soft and fruity on the inside, each one more satisfying than the last. Whether you’re in the mood for something light and airy or rich and indulgent, there’s a treat to match every craving. Pair it with a cup of bold, locally roasted Lamont Coffee or cool down with a crisp iced tea or a chocolate milk. It’s the kind of laid-back, satisfying treat box that makes a spring picnic feel like second nature—simple, sweet, and totally charming.
From Yori’s, a leisurely walk back up Church Street brings you faceto-face with beautiful historic buildings—including the West Chester Public Library, designed by T. Roney Williamson, the same architect behind Oakbourne Mansion. At the end of the path lies the often overlooked Barclay Park, a preserved two-acre green space nestled within a quiet square of Colonial Revival style buildings, including the renowned Barclay House. A soft grassy field wrapped in the tranquility of majestic trees, Barclay Park feels like a secret garden shielded from the
bustle of downtown. The park’s preservation was a collective labor of love, and it shows. It’s the perfect spot to sip your drink and enjoy a pastry or two while you listen to the breeze rustling through the trees and watch the world go by, just out of sight.
Head down Market Street to the crown jewel of gourmet grocery: Carlino’s Market. This sleek, upscale shop feels like a passport to Italy, where every aisle offers a new temptation. The bakery counter is a feast for the eyes, stacked high with delicate pizzelles in every imaginable flavor — vanilla,
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Sure, Yori's danishes and donuts are always great, but when you enjoy them beneath the boughs at Barclay, they're even better.
almond, anise, lemon — each one is crisp, airy, and just the right amount of sweet. Nearby, rows of elegant Italian pastries sparkle under glass: glistening fruit crostatas, tiramisu cakes, and rich New York–style cheesecakes available in both generous shareable sizes and dainty, single-serve portions. Every bite feels like a celebration of tradition and indulgence.
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The market’s ready-to-go options are equally impressive, especially for picnic-goers. Fresh, flavor-packed sal ads like peppery arugula tossed in pine nut vinaigrette or bold mesclun with gorgonzola crumbles come in generous individual portions or large family-style bowls. Neatly packed antipasti trays — full of olives, marinated veggies, and artisanal cheeses — and creamy hum mus dip sets make picnic prep effort less. For carb-lovers, the pasta salads are worth planning your whole spread around: tortellini with crisp garden veg etables, rigatoni caprese with cherry tomatoes and fresh basil, or orecchi ette bathed in green goddess dressing.
If you’re craving something more filling, grab a pre-made chicken Cae sar wrap, loaded with tender grilled chicken and crisp romaine, or a hot slice of pizza straight from the display case, bubbling with mozzarella and tucked into a warm paper sleeve. The char cuterie section is a dream — overflow ing with imported meats, creamy brie and tangy goat cheese, gourmet crack ers, and a curated wine wall (including zero-proof options for the sober-curi ous). The selection of artisanal drinks is nothing short of dazzling — from gourmet Italian sodas to CBD-infused blends and organic sips, the choices are delightfully overwhelming.
Walk ten minutes west and you’ll find yourself at Everhart Park, a whimsical, tree-lined space full of charm. With rustic bridges, an elegant gazebo, and winding paths that transport you far from city sounds, this 10-acre park is a local treasure. Settle into a shady nook or spread out by the creek — your Carlino’s spread will taste even more indulgent at this storybook escape. Whether you’re nibbling on stuffed olives or sipping blood orange soda under the trees, this is picnic perfection.
No picnic list is complete without tacos, and Taqueria Los Poblanos — from the folks behind the famed El Pariente taco truck — serves up handheld happiness in the form of juicy, flavor-packed tacos that practically drip with goodness. A tiny spot with big flavor, this cash-only corner joint draws a steady crowd, and it’s no wonder—you can see (and smell) the magic happen-
ing in the little kitchen while you wait, tortillas hitting the griddle and meats sizzling to perfection.
Pick your taco combo — al pastor, carnitas, chorizo, maybe some lengua if you’re feeling bold — each one generously topped with chopped onion, fresh cilantro, creamy avocado, and served alongside a grilled jalapeño and spring onion. Cool cucumber and radish slices with a squeeze of fresh lime balance the heat with a crisp snap. Wash it all down with a bottle of Jarritos or one of
their house-made drinks — hibiscus agua fresca, creamy horchata, or tangy tamarind — each packed with bold, refreshing flavor. It’s a full-flavor feast, wrapped up and ready to take to the nearest patch of grass.
Once you’ve loaded up your taco feast, head half a mile to Hoopes Park, the borough’s largest at 16.2 acres. Known for open fields and family-friendly features, it’s a dynamic space perfect for lounging or moving around. Catch a local baseball game, walk the story trail featuring a Great Horned Owl, or challenge your picnic crew to tennis or frisbee. The smell of tacos in the fresh air makes every bite feel brighter, spicier, and more alive — and when you sit down under the sky, it’s not just a meal, it’s a celebration.
Rounding out our spring picnic tour is a destination that’s practically a food amusement park: Westtown Amish Market. Open Thursday through Saturday, this beloved community hub is a whirlwind of sights, smells, and flavors, featuring over 15 vendors under one roof. The space buzzes with energy — families with strollers, folks loading up coolers, and regulars who know exactly where to find the good stuff. It’s part marketplace, part tradition, and entirely worth the trip.
From fresh-cut meats and fried pretzel logs to flavored popcorn, handmade pasta, pickled everything, and even seasonal floral arrangements, the selection is overwhelming in the best way. Beiler’s Bakery is a standout — donuts so warm and fluffy you’ll swear they came from heaven, fried and glazed right in front of you. One is never enough.
Craving something heartier? Grab a platter from Jarlan’s Poultry & BBQ, piled high with smoked meat and served with two classic sides and a soft roll. Then head over to the olive bar, where tubs of marinated artichoke hearts, pickled kielbasa, stuffed olives, and stuffed peppers offer endless ways to build a picnic board. Don’t miss Fischer’s Pickle Patch for a sampler
Sometimes you just need to eat a whole roast chicken, and eating with your fingers just feels more appropriate in the outdoors.
of house-pickled delights — crunchy, tangy, and perfect for snacking. And if cheese is your love language, you’ll be thrilled by the market’s vast selection: creamy wedges, aged blocks, and herbflecked rounds just waiting to be paired with a crusty roll or cracker.
Once you’ve filled your bag (and possibly your arms), take a straight shot down the road to Goose Creek Park, just under 10 minutes away. This peaceful haven features open fields, a winding creek, benches, and a covered
pavilion ideal for spreading out a market-fresh feast. Lay out on the grass for a post-snack nap, try geocaching by the creek, or simply stroll the perimeter paths and soak in the serenity. This is the picnic that turns into a full-day outing — and that’s exactly what makes it special.
Spring in West Chester invites us to slow down, wander, and rediscover the joy of simple pleasures: good food, warm sun, and time spent in nature. Each of these five pairings offers more than just a meal — they’re an experience, a memory, and a celebration of the community that makes this town so special.
So next time the weather calls you outside, skip the drive-thru. Stop by a local favorite, pack up a picnic, and let the parks of West Chester turn your lunch into a springtime ritual worth repeating.
Sampling all of the borough’s best foods served between slices of bread. This Month: Nanu's Hot Chicken
I grew up in a house where black pepper was the spiciest thing to ever make the menu and mild buffalo wings were considered hot. It wasn’t until after college that a combination of factors convinced me to consider the benefits of eating spicy.
The first factor was a National Geographic article about how the sensation of eating capsaicin released a rush of serotonin and dopamine in consumers who had acquired a tolerance. The second was dating a woman who doused everything in hot sauce and considered a dish so spicy you could barely taste it to be the pinnacle of dining.
Fast forward a decade, and I, too, have the bug. These days there’s nothing I crave more than hot chicken and nothing I find more frustrating than things labeled “Nashville Hot” which are anything but.
Nashville Hot Chicken isn’t Buffalo Chicken; it’s not tenders tossed in sauce. Nashville hot has spicy peppers in the breading, chili oil in the crust, and it packs a heat that builds throughout your body as you eat. On my first trip to Prince’s Hot Chicken South in Nashville — the oldest extant location of the business credited with founding the craze — the cashier felt compelled to check our excitement when we ordered extra hot. “Have you been here before?” she asked incredulously, “Because that’s made with ghost peppers.” We took the cue and settled for regular hot and still spent the next two hours sweating.
I’ve since flown back to Nashville twice just for the chicken, but I don’t think I’ll have to do it ever again, because Nanu’s Hot Chicken on South High Street scratches that itch. In fact, despite being a purist at heart, I think I enjoyed Nanu’s more than anything I’ve ever had at Prince’s or Hattie B’s or Popeyes or any other establishment serving spicy chicken sandwiches.
Nanu's #4
Hot chicken sandwich and a spicy chicken tender with fries
The chicken itself was incredibly tender and juicy, coated in a thick layer of crusty breading. It was dusted with chili powder, and red-tinged oil seeped out under compression. If that wasn’t enough, they slathered the tender in hot honey. I ordered the extra hot, which made my ear canals sweat and my nose leak, but they’ve also got mild, medium and hot for those less inclined, and a “reaper” heat level for anyone seeking a challenge.
The roll was super fresh. It was as soft as buns steamed on a New York hot dog cart, and you could feel the buttery goodness of it on your finger-
tips. Inside, there was a solid smear of spicy mayo coating the bun and dripping off the chicken.
I knew I was overindulging, but I ordered the #4, which was a sandwich, fries, and a bonus chicken tender for under $14. It came with a side of the mayo and a container of ranch — perfect for dipping the crusty seasoned fries when your mouth needs a spice break — plus a couple pickles.
There is, however, a downside to hot chicken, one I felt in my lower torso a bit later in the day, and even lower in my torso the next morning. But honestly, that’s just an indicator that Nanu’s is doing it right, and it’s a sacrifice I’m willing to make every time in pursuit of my spice-induced endorphin rush.
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Lots has changed since Nick Vecchio, Adam Jones and I started The WC Press together in 2012. We’ve got wives and investments and our own independent companies. Nick and Adam even have a pair of kids each. But honestly, the most surprising change since 2012 is probably that Penn’s Table is serving dinner.
Jokes aside, it is a major change. Penn’s Table has been an institution in West Chester for longer than I have been in West Chester. You went for pancakes and quick, reliable breakfasts. You went when you were on a budget but still wanted to eat out, so you snagged one of the specials.
The space has long been an integral part of the downtown fabric, and now they’re looking to weave their way into some later hours and new clientele.
Nick, Adam and I were getting together, all three of us, for the first time in a decade. We were looking for something casual and easy. We wanted somewhere we could talk and laugh, but where we could have a good meal, and since I had agreed to pick up the tab — for old time’s sake — I didn’t want to go anywhere too pricey. Back in the old days we’d done breakfast together regularly, so it really seemed fitting that we pop into Penn’s to see what had changed.
The space has gotten a face lift to go along with the new menu. One long booth now runs along the right-hand wall, serving as seating for one side of the two- and four-tops that span the dining room. Regular seats sit opposite. The middle of the dining room is occupied by a handful of high-top tables. All the trim looks new, and everything has been given a new gloss with a coat of powder blue paint. Old photographs still hang from the walls, and the cash register is right where you remember it, although now there are beer cans behind that register.
While Nick and Adam showed each other photos of their kids, I took a look at the surprisingly long beverage menu: beer, wine and even cocktails. Yes, Penn’s Table now has a cocktail list. To get around Pennsylvania’s notoriously draconian liquor laws, Penn’s teamed up with Conshohocken Brewing Company. They’re now an official tap room for the
The Italian
Chicken cutlets on a seeded roll, with roasted red peppers, sauteed spinach, provolone cheese and garlic aioli
brewery, which enables them to also serve PA-made liquors, wines and even things like Surfsides under a brewery license.
Swayed as much by the name as the ingredients, I settled on a Jawn Collins, Penn’s take on a Tom Collins, made with Bluecoat Gin. The dad’s got a water and a Coke. “When you have kids, you’ll understand,” they said, basically in unison, “There’s nothing worse than your kids waking you up when you’re hungover.” It also turns out Adam was doing Whole 30 — claiming he’d gotten so fat and old that people thought his wife was the nanny — and Nick had been experimenting with sobriety for much of 2025. Which, power to both of them. I’m not gonna poo poo healthy habits, but we
had a job to do, and if we were going to do a proper review of PT’s new vibe, I would have to be the sacrificial drinker. Bottoms up.
When they’d finished swiping through photos of their (admittedly adorable) children, we started to give the menu a proper perusing. It’s not long — there are only 20 items on it — but there is a surprising amount of diversity, given its brevity. The apps section has everything from bacon popcorn and cheesesteak egg rolls to vegetarian pot stickers and a hummus platter. There’s a nice little soups and salads section that includes an entree-sized option called the Walnut Street which has fresh greens with craisins, strawberries, candied walnuts and choice of gorgonzola or feta AND grilled chicken, topped with a raspberry vinaigrette, all for $16.50.
That’s another thing worth mentioning: despite the renovations, Penn’s Table is still an awesome option if you wanna eat out on a budget. There are only two dishes on the whole dinner menu over $20, and you can have an app, a salad,
and an entree and still be out the door for under $40.
The server was happy to accommodate Adam’s order, which was basically a bunless, deconstructed cheeseburger, and those of us not dieting threw in an order of cheesesteak eggrolls to split. Nick and I both got something off the Hand Helds section, and I threw in a house salad to offset the egg rolls.
Nick went for the Reuben, which would’ve been my choice if he hadn’t ordered it first, and I ordered The Italian. Nick graciously said he’d go halfsies with me since he was originally torn between the two sandwiches we had ordered. That sounded like a great idea until I sunk my teeth into my sandwich and realized I’d never wanted to share anything less.
The Italian is a masterpiece. It’s fried chicken cutlets on a seeded Nikki Roll, with roasted red peppers, sauteed spinach, provolone cheese and garlic aioli. Everything about it is perfect: the cutlets are crispy and juicy; the roll is crusty yet soft; the red peppers are sweet but not slimy; the spinach finds a perfect bal-
Dripping with Russian dressing, sopping with kraut, and held together by beautifully grilled rye
ance, being neither stringy nor mushy; the cheese is pungent but delicate; and the aioli is garlicky goodness, dripping all over every bite. According to Nick and Adam you can’t get chicken tenders off the kids menu most places for under $10, but somehow this sandwich was only $15, and it came with fries.
Being a man of my word, I still swapped with Nick halfway through, and I wasn’t as regretful as I’d anticipated. Reuben’s are my diner go-to, because even a bad Reuben is pretty good, but a good Reuben is great. Contrary to what some amateurs may believe, the key to a good Reuben isn’t about the amount of meat you pile on. It’s about everything else. I once choked down a Primanti Bros sammie in Pittsburgh after hearing non-
stop that it was a must-stop, and honestly there was so much meat that the rest of the ingredients got lost. I want a nice, moist Reuben, dripping with Russian Dressing, sopping with kraut, and I want the swiss cheese leaking out the sides when I heft it up, but the crustiness of the grilled bread needs to hold it all together. Penn’s delivered.
We did a bit more catching up as the meal wound down, and we sort of fell into old rhythms. The other two might be dads themselves now, but they still teased me like I was the grumpy dad, concerned with grammar and facts. Adam was full of laughter, mostly at his own expense, and it was impossible for Nick to take anything seriously for more than 30 seconds. Despite how much we’d changed and grown, the friendship felt familiar.
It struck me, as I scooped up the last of the Russian dressing with a fry, that the changes at Penn’s Table were very much the same. It’s grown, it’s changed, but under it all, it’s really still the same place we’ve always known and loved.
Exploring the design concepts of our borough’s best kitchens and dining spaces. This Month: The Pear
Historic Dilworthtown in West Chester has become a beautiful trip through our town's past and quickly filling with tasty restaurant venues. Most recently, The Pear, which was previously Blue Pear Bistro has opened under owners Linda and Nick Farrell. The restaurateur duo have transformed the 1700s general store into a timeless and cozy establishment. You will want to come for a drink and stay for dinner.
This is not their first venture together. Linda and Nick are also owners of the highly praised Sovana Bistro. They know what it takes to create an ambiance that reflects all of the beauty in our local history, artists, food and community. They describe The Pear as an elegant tavern, and that’s exactly the feeling you will get when you step inside.
The space uses textural materials like warm wood tones and ratan that are inviting and understated. Seating is a thoughtful mix of leather and a beautifully printed fabric, but nothing that takes away from the true charm of the space, which is the historically preserved structure. Taking center stage are the stunning hardwood floors throughout, and the antique windows and doors. The way each intimate space is laid out, you can imagine what it was like in years past.
Walking through the door you are met with the liveliness of the bar area, which is the place to be for a vibrant social gathering. Continuing on to the adjacent room you will find a relaxed and lovely dining experience. Upstairs offers a more private setting and is available to host special parties and events. The walls are adorned in decorative mirrors and art work from local artist Jack Marshall bringing the outdoors inside with his depth-filled landscapes. The lighting pays homage to its colonial roots with soft blue sconces and an eclectic mix of interior fixtures with hanging lanterns on the porch; once the sun sets the space is transformed.
The Pear’s menu evolves from season to season with the focus on serving local ingredients. They strive to incorporate produce and herbs from the raised garden beds on the restaurant property.
Start your experience with signature craft cocktails like the Almost Delco (pear-infused Stateside vodka, lemon, Barrow's ginger liqueur and house pear bitters) or Half Dressed (Orendain blanco tequila, Ancho Reyes poblano, bell pepper, agave, lime and house togarashi).
Tuna crudo and dill Caesar salad are big crowd pleasers off the apps menu, and for dinner the hearty, plant-based Buddha Bowl, housemade cavatelli pasta, and the tender braised short ribs are standouts. And you can’t leave without
trying a few desserts, like the Barnard’s Orchard Apple Crisp.
They also offer brunch on Saturdays, so stop in to try their housemade ricotta pancakes, served with golden griddled potatoes and signature breakfast sausage that will keep you coming back again.
The Pear is perfect for gathering with friends or a relaxed date. The staff will make you feel at home and wow you from your first sip to your last bite. Make sure to take time to visit this history-filled establishment for a quintessential West Chester dining experience.
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Sampling some of the borough’s best meals in West Chester’s premier dinner destinations.
This Month: Jolene's
My cousin Michelle loves everything about France... everything except the accent, which she has given up even trying to replicate when saying things like Booj-Allay. But, her inability to articulate like les Français has in no way swayed her passion for all things French. Just last year she made a pilgrimage to Champagne — as any devotee of sparkling wine must — and returned full of insights about the food, the culture, and most of all, the wine. So, when we got together this winter for a cousins’ night out in West Chester, I wasn’t even a little surprised when she said, “We have to check out Jolene’s.”
Jolene’s sits at 29 E Gay Street, the address that housed Spence when I
was a teenager, then in my 20s became the first home of The Social, followed by an extensive vacancy as it took what felt like 20 years to plan, approve and build Hotel Indigo, the structure that now rises above this restaurant.
If you’ve visited in any of its prior incarnations, you may remember there is a stairwell bisecting the front half of the space that previous establishments struggled to work around, making for some awkward layouts. But Jolene’s has cleverly used this to divide their bar —which is smaller and has a more casual vibe — from the rest of their dining room — which has a very upscale feel while still remaining approachable.
Our first foray into Jolene’s was just a quick stop after dinner; Michelle wanted to check out the wine list, because she’d heard good things about the bubbly section. The aforementioned divide means there are two entrances to Jolene’s along Gay Street, and we popped in through the one on the right which lets you bypass the hostess and head directly to the bar.
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The feel of Jolene's design is somewhere between midcentury modern and post-war Europe, with muted tones, geometric patterns and rich upholstery.
The design of the bar, like the rest of the restaurant is slightly eclectic, combining mid-century modern touches overlaying art deco-inspired construction, for an aesthetic that’s both remarkably modern while embracing the feel of a newly invigorated post-war Paris... or at least, the feel I’ve picked up from photos and films from that era.
We were greeted and offered menus by very traditionally dressed bartenders, and Michelle was thrilled to confirm the entire list of wines available by the glass were from France. “I can’t keep track of all the wines — there are too many — but I learned to focus on the regions, and if I like something from
that region, it’s probable I’ll like something else,” she explained. Lucky for her, she’d been to several of the regions on the list and was able to make an informed selection. Meanwhile, I only recognized the word Burgundy, which I associate with the color, and I ordered it because I was curious to find out why it was in the “White” section. The answer: because it’s a Chardonnay; region has nothing to do with color.
Michelle and her husband Simon were both quite happy with their wines — which is saying something, since Simon is a big complainer — and so we agreed to come back and check out the full menu for dinner on cousins’ night the next month.
Fast forward 27 days, and we were back at Jolene’s, only this time we had a reservation and walked in through the door on the left. The host stand isn’t immediately at the entrance. That space is instead reserved for a pair of tables in little alcoves to either side of the doorway that provide excellent people watching out the large front windows. It's a brilliant utilization of the space. A few steps further into the room the hostess greeted us and guided us to our table, a cute little corner spot where the supple leather booth that runs the length of the dining room’s left curves out along an interior wall.
The whole space is painted in muted pink and soft green, a color scheme Michelle ensures me is currently all the rage in France. “I stayed in this one really fancy boutique hotel while I was there, and I was like, ‘I love it. When I come home I want everything in my house cute and pink, too!’” she said. “This is just like that.” The pink and green are offset by sections of white, with accents in deep browns and fixtures in gold, and the light-colored herringbone wood floor has carve outs of geometric tile in white, black and pink.
Our server, Kevin, seemed genuinely excited about his job. And why shouldn’t he be? He and the rest of the staff get to try every item as it hits the menu. “That includes the oysters and caviar,” he said with a sly grin.
The result of feeding the staff well is that Kevin knew the menu inside and out — he wasn’t just able to tell us what
The menu has no carve-outs for picky eaters, and even the artwork feels deeply continental.
was in the food we were eating, but he was able to provide tasting and preparation notes when questioned about dishes. That’s particularly important, because this menu is unrepentantly French, and I don’t just mean it has foie gras and escargots (although it does), or that there aren’t menu items that are clear concessions for unadventur-
ous diners who want something more recognizably American. What I mean is that even the descriptions are unapologetically authentic (how very French), and full of words like “gribiche,” “salsify,” and “rouille.” We were likewise unapologetic about asking questions, and Kevin was able to clearly answer each of them. Honestly the back-andforth learning experience was a highlight of the meal, so I would encourage diners to avoid pretending you know what’s going on and just ask questions wherever you’re unsure.
Kevin’s knowledge of the dishes would be impressive enough if it were
a set menu, but the dishes at Jolene’s change with the season, and the rolling menu is always adding in new ingredients as tastes and availability change.
The menu is divided into three sections, aptly labeled First, Second and Third. Firsts are your starters, small dishes like Bread & Butter or Classic French Onion Soup. Seconds get a little heartier; this is where you’ll find those escargots and the foie gras. Thirds are entrees. The experience — and the portions — are built around the idea of ordering one item from each section, although we were assured that we could order as much or as little as we liked.
For firsts we went with the steak tartare and the brandade croquettes. Whenever I eat steak — cooked or otherwise — I tend to prefer simpler dishes where the beef shines brightest, so I was concerned when the tartare was all done up. Rather than served in thin slices, the steak was mixed together with shallots, capers, cornichons, a hint of tabasco and some wonderfully tangy dijon with a nice bite, all topped off with an egg yolk, also raw. The flavors didn’t mask the steak as I'd feared but rather enhanced its natural characteristics. Each bite was a progression of flavors and involved very little chewing as the meat just melts in your mouth.
While I had a general idea what croquettes were, brandade was a new word for me. It was explained as being a creamy blended cod, and a quick look on wikipedia called it, “an emulsion crafted from salt cod, olive oil, and usually potatoes,” which in this case was then breaded and fried. The result could be best compared to a crab cake, but lighter and crispier, served with pickled vegetables and sauce gribiche. I suspect the sauce may have been the inspiration for the steak tartare, since gribiche contains egg yolks, dijon, cornichons and capers.
For seconds, we opted for a lighter dish and split the Chevre Chaud, French for goat cheese salad. It was a beautiful deconstructed presentation: perfect whole leaves of red lettuce, interlayered with slices of beet and topped with walnuts and pine nuts, every inch coated in a bright, acidic dressing. To the side were large cuts of seasoned
The
rich toasted goat cheese pairs beautifully with the delicate beets.
and toasted goat cheese, which was unbelievably creamy and rich. So much for going light.
We ended with sea bass and lasagne, the latter of which Kevin felt the need to provide clarification about as soon as we mentioned it. “If you’re imagining a traditional Italian dish, it’s not that alllll.” Lasagne aux Champi-
gnons still contained layers of flat, wide noodles, but between each layer was a creamy bechamel sauce and gruyere cheese, with tons of shallots and a stunning amount of truffles, the flavor of which suffused every bite. “I don’t eat mushrooms, but I could eat this all day long,” Michelle remarked.
The Wild Stripped Sea Bass was wonderfully crisp on the skin side, but flaked away into tender morsels at the touch of my fork, with the beurre blanc served warm and poured over the dish at the table. We were in the final weeks of winter vegetables, so the turnip and carrots at the bed of the dish will likely
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I’m not typically a dessert guy, but Kevin was an excellent salesman, so we ordered the tarte tatin — a tarte with the texture of bread pudding, stuffed with caramelized apples — based solely on the information that the ice cream was made in house.
I excused myself to use the restroom while our server went to handle dessert and fetch someone to make me a latte, and I was stunned to find a progressive choice in an otherwise very traditionally space: genderless bathrooms. The elegantly designed lavatory features a common area with multiple sink basins, surrounded by individual wash closets. It was efficient, comfortable, clean and I bet the choice catches on elsewhere. Who wouldn’t prefer their own privée privy to a shared room for everyone who possesses matching genitals?
Back at the table, Michelle hadn’t waited to start on dessert. Apparently, while she doesn’t like sweet things,
Diners can expect to find fish on the menu, but the species and the sides are ever evolving.
she does love ice cream, and Jolene’s house-made version was a delight, with flavors of real vanilla, not some artificially flavored syrup. The most striking thing about the tarte and the ice cream was that they were not overly sugary. The sweetness was subtle, the tarte delicate, the flavors of apple and vanilla taking precedence.
The experience, Michelle assured me, was very authentic. And while that may be true about the dishes we ate, and the excellent wines that were paired with each course, the level of service was uniquely American, the kind of attention I’ve only ever experienced in a country where waiters’ wages are determined by diners’ whims.
This concept has been a long time in the making. In fact, years ago when 3
West Hospitality initially opened Slow Hand, Chef Craig Russel, one of the partners, had pushed for going French before settling on their elevated comfort food menu. As the group has grown with the success of Slow Hand — and the acquisition of Square Bar, Jitters and the Brickette Lounge — Jolene’s was Craig’s opportunity to shine.
As our night wound down, I was pleasantly surprised when Kevin presented me with a bill for under $200. That may sound like a heavy tag on a dinner for two, but this was more than a meal. Dining at Jolene’s felt more like an experience. While it wasn’t quite a quick getaway to Europe, it did feel more similar to a night out at an authentic establishment in a big city or a cultural hub, which — as restaurants like Jolene’s continue to come to town — I guess is something West Chester is quickly becoming.
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A Cookbook for Friends—Fun and Easy Recipes for Food Freaks by benny blanco w/ jess damuck
Benny Blanco — pop music super-producer, artist, actor on FXX's Dave, and now fiancé of Selena Gomez — has written a fun, chatty cookbook showcasing his love of food and entertaining friends with a huge and varied selection of recipes, such as Lose Your Mind Lobster Rolls, "I Might Go Vegetarian" Veggie Sandwich, and Chicken Cutlets with Honey, Peppers, and Parm. In the author’s own words: “There are the basics to get your kitchen ready, a little advice from my expert friends, then all of the dinner party menus I love to make, like I Wish I Were an Italian Grandma and Take Me to the Cheesy Rodeo… Open this book. Open your heart. And open wide, baby.”
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Dinner for two at some of our favorite spots for quality time and quality food. This Month: Kooma
There’s a moment you never forget: the clink of glasses, the steady hum of conversation, and the soft glow of a restaurant that somehow feels like it was waiting for you. For me and my husband, that moment happened at Kooma. It was our first (very unofficial) date: February 13, 2007. Just friends, cozying up to the bar on a snowy night and drinking enough vodka sodas that we thought borrowing sleds and careening down the hill at South Campus would be a great idea. I probably ordered California rolls and edamame like the sushi novice I was, but the vibe there was pure magic.
Kooma first opened its doors in 2001 on Gay Street, when sushi was still a novelty for many locals. Back then, ordering raw fish was adventurous. There was no ramen craze, no poke bowls trending on Instagram. It was one of the only places in town to get upscale Asian cuince, and Kooma quickly cornered the market—not just because it was the only place doing it, but because it was doing it right.
Founded by Scott Kim and John Jang, Kooma’s roots actually began in Columbus, Ohio. The duo sold their original restaurant and relocated to the West Chester area with a vision: to bring their modern take on Asian cuisine to a town that didn’t know how much it needed it. And for more than two decades, Kooma has done just that.
After years of success at the Gay Street location—including the addition of a side bar to accommodate growing crowds—Kooma needed more space. In 2015, they moved into their current location in the old YWCA building on Church Street. This move was more than just a real estate upgrade, it was a transformation. They got to design a space they loved from the ground up — sleek, stylish, moody. A perfect blend
of downtown chic and warm intimacy. The kind of place that invites long glances and longer dinners.
So why choose Kooma for a date night? Simple: it’s the best Asian food in town. The vibe is sleek without being stuffy, modern but not cold. The menu is massive and incredibly shareable. Think sushi, noodles, vegan and vegetarian options, sizzling Korean BBQ, light appetizers, and decadent desserts. There’s something deeply personal about eating off the same plate, passing bites across the table, watching someone’s reaction to their first taste of tuna tartare, or kindly offering the last piece of roll. It’s flirtation; it’s connection; it’s the joy of discovering something delicious together.
sushi rice that’s deep fried and topped with tuna tartar and wasabi tobiko
And let’s face it: the way someone eats sushi can tell you a lot about them. If your date is rude to the server, that’s an obvious no-no. But the smaller sushi faux pas? They can be just as telling. Taking the last piece of sushi without offering it first? Strike one. Dousing the whole plate in soy sauce or refusing to try anything new? Not ideal. And whatever you do, don’t cut a sushi roll in half. Seriously. Even the big ones. You’re meant to eat them in one bite. Yes, even
if it makes your jaw unhinge and forces you to chew with your hand in front of your mouth. Sushi is about confidence and curiosity. On the flip side, a good sushi move? Use the pickled ginger to cleanse your palate between bites. Let the flavors breathe. It’s a meal that invites attention and care, qualities that tend to translate well into relationships.
Before we get to the chopstick portion of the date, let’s order your drinks. Start with a Lychee cocktail — pear vodka, lychee liqueur, and just enough citrus to keep things bright. It’s light, floral, refreshing and ideal for a first toast. On the bolder end of the spectrum, the Tokyo Old Fashioned is a smoky, brooding take on the classic cocktail that’s both Instagram-worthy and delicious.
If you’re wanting the most authentic experience, opt for a carafe of premium chilled sake. This isn’t the hot, throat-burning sake of your college memories. Today’s sake is brewed like beer, sipped like wine, and mixed like fine spirits. Smooth, subtle and usually around 15% alcohol, it comes in perfect 8oz servings made for sharing. If you’re feeling adventurous, try a bottle of flavored Soju — a Korean beverage that tastes like juice and goes down way too easy. The strawberry flavor is particularly dangerous (in the best way). It’s sweet, smooth, and has a winelevel ABV, but with a sneak-up-on-you kind of buzz. Probably best to start the noshing before the Soju sets in.
Kooma’s menu is vast, but certain dishes practically beg to be shared. For starters, the Tuna Tartare is the gateway dish for sushi newbies and pros alike. Served nacho-style, it’s packed with flavor, texture, and that perfect balance of richness and acid. The Spicy Miso Mussels are another crowd-pleaser — the spiciest mussels I’ve had in town, with vibrant peppers and drinkable miso sauce. This dish is served with a crunchy fried rice chip to soak up the juice.
If the mussels take the crown then my second favorite shareable starter is the Short Rib Lettuce Wraps. The meat is highly flavorful with perfect mouthfeel and comes piled into individual lettuce cups. With five servings and no starch,
this dish is a great option for hungry diners considering their macros.
The last starter I tried is best for partners who are on the very familiar side (think, at least one of you is wearing a night guard for your late night conversations). The Crunchy Rice Cakes consist of sushi rice that’s deep fried and topped with tuna tartar and wasabi tobiko. Ever wonder the difference between Tobiko and Caviar? Caviar is to Sturgeon as Tobiko is to Flying fish. Both are roe (fish eggs!), they’re just from different fish. It's like Champagne and Prosecco. Informative digression aside, by mixing and matching these appetizers, you’ll have full bellies and big smiles; however, if rolls and entrees are what you’re after, read on.
A perfect blend of downtown chic and warm intimacy. The kind of place that invites long glances and longer dinners.
Kooma’s menu ranges from traditional to bold and inventive. Favorites of mine are the Hawaiian Roll featuring shrimp tempura, strawberry and mango, and the 007 Roll, with spicy crab, cooked shrimp and avocado. If you want to go all out, order the Samurai Roll—the biggest, most over-the-top roll on the menu. It’s stacked, sauced, and yields the biggest bite. Not your most graceful
moment, so best saved for when you’re past the stage of trying to impress but still want thewow factor.
For something more refined, try the Miso Chilean Sea Bass or Miso Salmon—both are buttery, light, and perfectly paired with a side of steamed rice. Simple, elegant, and utterly satisfying. Both dishes employ the famed Miso sauce I tasted on the mussels appetizer and will not disappoint.
If there’s any room left, finish the meal with Tempura Fried Ice Cream, a dessert that’s been on the menu for ages because, frankly, they nailed it. Crispy and warm on the outside, perfect cold contrast on the inside — always a winner. West Chester is all but bursting with gelato and ice cream locales at this point, but I can guarantee you that none of it is deep fried.
While Saturdays are the busiest night of the week at Kooma, those in
the know will tell you that Thursday is the secret sweet spot. The service tends to be more personal, the crowd more relaxed, and the food? Sometimes even better. Don’t save your celebration for the weekend. Love, after all, doesn’t have to wait until Saturday.
For over twenty years, Kooma has been more than a restaurant. It’s been a part of the town’s heartbeat—a gathering place, a first date backdrop, a spot where stories begin.
When Scott Kim and John Jang brought their vision from Columbus to West Chester, they weren’t just opening a sushi joint but creating and inhabiting a new niche. Not just with sushi, but by making an atmosphere where people can connect, where every bite, every sip and every glance across the table becomes part of something bigger.
Looking back, that first date at Kooma feels like the perfect begin-
Tuna Tartare
Served nacho-style, it’s packed with flavor, texture, and that perfect balance of rich fats and sweet acid.
ning. For two native West Chester kids, Kooma was the place to be. We had no idea as we flirted over our cocktails and sushi rolls that what we were starting would lead to three kids and skipping towards twenty years of marriage.
I would love to somehow find out how many successful first dates this West Chester icon has been home to, but in the meantime, raise your Saki to “many more,” and book your next date at Kooma. photos & story BECCA BOYD
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