Poppycock’s Anything But Nonsense
One of the perks of heading to northern Michigan so often is the opportunity to try out new restaurants. During our last trip up there, Caitlyn and I swung by Poppycock’s in Traverse City.
Located on Front Street, Poppycock’s might have a silly sounding name, but we assure you, it’s all business when it comes to delivering high-quality, flavorful dishes. With a vegetarian-friendly menu and trendy vibe, it was certainly a nice way to unwind after a busy day of renovating The Frankfort House.
We were starving when we got there, so we started with Poppycock’s Pita Chips, a plate of lightly fried parm-dusted pita points with homemade salsa, hummus and melty Jarlsberg cheese. Our waitress could tell we were clearly hungry, so she bought out some more warm, fresh pitas (I believe it was just $2 more).
For the main course, the Mrs. ordered up the Greek Quinoa salad, which is mostly what it sounds like, with feta, kalamata olives and mustard balsamic vinaigrette. She added on a cup of the tasty Tomato Spinach Swiss soup. Together, the two complemented each other quite well and made for a full meal.
Meanwhile, I ordered the extremely rich and decadent root vegetable pot pie, which consisted of caramelized fennel, onion, parsnips and sweet potatoes with spinach, double cream brie and marsala shitake cream sauce. Of course, a flaky puff pastry piece was neatly positioned on top. Even though it was quite rich, I was surprised that I was still able to finish it all and did not feel too full afterwards.
Still, we didn’t quite make it to dessert, which is unfortunate, as Poppycock’s has a whole display up front full of delectable treats to tempt your sweet tooth.
Need some artwork too? Poppycock’s has artwork on display — and for sale — on its walls. Talk about one-stop shopping/dining!
Poppycock’s is certainly worth the trip, and with ample parking in downtown T.C. (especially during the off-season), it’s not a challenge to get to.
So, next time someone tells you they just want to go to McDonald’s for dinner, turn to them and say “poppycock!” and head to Front Street.