....Under the Smokestacks
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We often hear ourselves using this phrase to let people know exactly where we are located. But, to us, this simple phrase conveys more than just a physical location. It also refers to the delicious food, incredible atmosphere and award-winning architecture, wonderful service and amazing selection of hand-crafted beers brewed on-premise. Under the smokestacks you will find a menu that has little bit of something for everyone in your group. Under the smokestacks you will be awed by the soaring ceilings, preserved boilers, pipes, control panels and catwalks. And when was the last time that you stood inside of a 225-foot smokestack? Under the smokestacks we have a staff dedicated to providing you with great service. And under the smokestacks we brew Coeur d'Alene Brewing Company's delicious hand-crafted beers. We look forward to seeing you soon...under the smokestacks.
Random Acts of Kindness Day
Did you know that February 17th is Random Acts of Kindness Day? Probably not, but that is why we are here - to remind you of all the wonderful things that you can celebrate on a daily basis at the Steam Plant Grill. Today, for your random act of kindness, bring a friend down to our lounge for an incredible Happy Hour featuring $2.50 pints of Coeur d'Alene Brewing Company's fine, hand-crafted beers. Happy Hour starts at 3pm, when our doors open, and lasts until 6pm Monday through Saturday and is good all day Sunday.
From the Kitchen
Like steak? If you do, then you'll like the way Chef Matthews has prepared one of this week's specials. How does an eight-ounce filet mignon, the king of steaks, sound? Our pros in the back rub each cut with a special blend of in-house seasonings and broil them to your liking. It doesn't stop there as each tenderloin is complemented with a truffle-filled pasta purse, a wild mushroom demi glace and a healthy serving of the day's vegetable. Featured Sheet
Quote of the Week
Nary a day goes by that I miss to wonder why the moon shows his face as the day draws nigh. In the firelight I ponder my canine's thought as he gazes upon me from his hand-me-down cot. I think of God and all his creations, one being the women with her unbridled temptations. I have searched for love with no direction, skeletons in the closet... a fine collection. These quandaries of mine, I'm sure to figure out. For I know the answer lies at the bottom of this stout. ---- Author Unknown
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