This was my second visit to Kinderhook Tap, and I give the place high marks for filling a niche (it’s probably the closest thing the People’s Republic of Oak Park has to a gastro-pub), for making a real effort to provide some interesting beer on draft (it’s no Map Room, but it’s a serious effort for the PROP), for interior design (I like the Martin Van Buren theming, which is honestly not something I would ever have thought I’d say), and I think it’s totally cool that a representative of the tap is posting on this forum in such a reasoned and genuinely concerned manner.
For all those reasons, I think the Kinderhook Tap is a fine addition to our village and a fitting locale for
the first monthly meeting place for the LTH Oak Park Boy’s Night Out. Zoid’s nachos looked like a good representative of their type, though I did notice that no one at the table, at any point, after taking the first few bites of their food, said “wow, this is tasty” or anything close to that. I’d be interested in what other Oak Park Boys had to say about their selections.
Santander had recently mentioned the “bland, fatty” pork tenderloin sandwich, and I’ve been critical of the
engineering problems with the cheese-filled and somewhat dry burger. Last night’s Buffalo Chicken Sandwich didn’t help.

This is no doubt a matter of taste, as I believe Santander liked this sandwich enough to bring one home for his wife, but I found it almost impossibly sour: the buffalo sauce tang coupled with the green apples and the feta made it very difficult to taste the namesake fried fowl and the overall flavor composition was off-kilter, imbalanced. I appreciate the innovative attitude of putting the apples on top, and the pretzel roll is probably my favorite type of bun, but this was not, in my opinion, a successful sandwich. My taste buds were in convulsions, as though I were eating a savory version of apple-flavored Extreme Sour Warheads.
If I were in the mood to torque myself into a rant (

), I’d lash out at the fries, which even in this picture you can see are oily and already sagging beneath the weight of gravity, so soft and limp are they. Serving fries like this is wrong.
So although I give Kinderhook Tap kudos in several critical areas, my experiences so far have lead me to conclude that it’s stumbling at what is, for me, the most critical area: the chow.