Since I visited Ivy's for the first time this past February, I've been recommending it to everyone I know, even though it's roughly a five-hour round trip. I had been to Ligonier a couple of times and enjoyed Ligonier Tavern, Joe's Bar (for the museum-quality animal displays), Ligonier Country Inn and the pie shop across the road (if you want to torture yourself, walk around at night when the cinnamon roll ""snails"" are being baked) but it wasn't until I ventured into the Celtic Culture store that I heard of Ivy's. Gracious owner Andrew recommended it as well as a couple of other places, depending on cuisine, and we thought Ivy's sounded just right. When we got to the charming ivy-covered brick building shortly after 5 p.m. (on a Saturday), the girls at the desk asked what the reservation was under. Oooops! Regardless, one grabbed a couple of the old book menus and ushered us upstairs. It was gorgeous: fire crackling, white lights glowing. The menu choices were inventive and everything turned out to be scrumptious, especially the mid-course lemon sorbet. All around us regulars' corks were popping and though Ivy's is definitely a gourmet dining experience, it's anything but pretentious. I had the chicken cranberry crepes with a sherry sauce and Richard had one of the specials: center cut pork roast with apple chutney. Two pieces, each about three inches thick and succulent as could be. They serve warm rolls with herb butter piped onto a bay leaf and though we were way too stuffed for dessert (the salads are A++), they sounded otherworldly. We drove back in May to celebrate my birthday (thanks RaNae and Doug for all of your promotions) and again everything was rave-worthy. The Ceasar salad was a work of edible art and after our main courses of vegetable puffed pastry strata and seafood, we shared a dessert: chocolate terrine with raspberry sorbet, drizzled with raspberry sauce. Kudos to everyone at Ivy's. I wished I lived closer.... much closer!\r
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Pros: Atmosphere
Cons: Distance away
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