Monkey Farm: Old Saybrook, CT

I have lived in this neck of the woods since 1974 and had never been into this establishment believing, as one friend recently wrote, “thought the people who “dined” at The Monkey Farm had tattoos on all body parts, were missing most of their teeth and slept with their first cousins”. This proved not to be the case at lunch time anyway. Had a perfectly delicious Reuben sandwich with yummy coleslaw and found the restroom to be scrupulously clean with a funny retro pink sink and incongruously encourgaing pro Giants scribblings on the slate walls.

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