The Blue Hound Cookery
Located in the former Aggie’s space just a stone’s throw from the Ivoryton Playhouse, is the latest hidden gem to thrill me in that way. Both building and business are owned by Farmington natives Matthew and Tracy Carroll, who operated a thriving restaurant called Tupelo’s in Hillsborough, N.C., for a decade. The Blue Hound is named for their 110-pound bloodhound Farley (as in Chris). There are hound sculptures and paintings displayed throughout the restaurant. Great Cajun and Zydeco music, like “Tit Galop Pour La Pointe Aux Pins” by Jamie Bergeron & The Kickin’ Cajuns, elevate the mood.
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Southern Coastal Cuisine
Matt and Tracy Carroll called the Chapel Hill, N.C., area home for about 20 years, but a few years ago, they found themselves discussing a return to Connecticut.
The Farmington natives, who moved to North Carolina after college, ran a successful 100-seat restaurant called Tupelo's in Hillsborough. The menu was a combination of New Orleans' creole cooking and Southern cuisine, a style that began when Matt apprenticed with a New Orleans chef and evolved during stints in other kitchens and as the executive chef in his own restaurant.
After 10 years of owning Tupelo's, Carroll felt that the restaurant "had run its course" and the couple decided to head home. As much as he enjoyed feeling a part of Hillsborough's small historic community, "I missed the diversity of the landscape, the ocean and being able to fish," he says of Connecticut. "There is something special about this area that we always missed."
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Howling for more after a trip to Blue Hound Cookery
In one of the universe's great manifestations, Creole cooking has met with New England character in the wee town of Ivoryton - and it is a winning combination.
Tucked across the street from the historic Ivoryton Plahouse is one of the region's newest restaurants, Bluehound Cookery. Walk in and prepare to be charmed as numerous hound-themed paintings and sculptures bedeck the gaily painted walls. Then, inhale. That, my friends, is what the spice of life - and Southern kitchens - smells like.
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