After standing outside like an idiot for an hour and a half, freezing cold because I left my jacket home, snapping photos of the lunar eclipse, I finally called it a night, packed up, and started the drive back into town.  It was late, and I was cold and hungry, so I stopped at a Village Inn restaurant for dinner.

First off, I'd ordered chicken soup to warm up.  The soup was okay, not quite up to Jewish pennicillin standards; chicken broth, broad noodles, some veggies, and a few small chunks of meat; typical canned fare.  Still, it tasted good, and brought my temperature back to normal.

A short bit later, and the cheeseburger arrived; a fairly small patty on a large toasted bun.  I'd also ordered onion rings instead of french fries; they were large, breaded, and a bit overdone.  The cheeseburger tasted pretty good -- even if it did disappear in 4 bites.

After that "appetizer" I debated ordering another, real appetizer; but instead an item on the dessert menu caught my eye.  A short while later there arrived at my table a big chunk of brownie, topped with vanilla ice cream, crosshatched with hot fudge.  The brownie was nice and hot but a bit dry; still, the ice cream helped lubricate it.

All in all, I'd have to say the Village Inn wasn't quite so good as I expected.  Aside from the little, niggling problems -- the cheap soup, the small burger, the overcooked rings, the dry brownie -- the meal was also a bit on the expensive side, for what I received.  Yes, the Village Inn is convenient and close by...  But, frankly, you can do better.