It’s a given. Parking in the Gaslamp is bad. Between the pedestrians and traffic, it’s a nightmare. It seems I never have enough change on me to feed the parking meters and when thinking about the possibility of parking at Horton Plaza, my mind explodes. Am I in the fruit or vegetable garage and between what floors?
But lately my tune has changed and I owe it all to Lincoln.
Granted, Lincoln is one of my favorite presidents. I’ve visited his home in Springfield, Illinois, the memorial in Washington D.C. and visited the site in Gettysburg where he had his famous speech. You know, that one. Now I can add a restaurant named after him to the list.
The Lincoln Room opened up in January 2011 by the same people who run La Puerta. And much like La Puerta, happy hours at The Lincoln Room are every day, 3-7 p.m. and the menu is extensive. Half pound of shrimp, deviled eggs, chicken wings, deconstructed pizza, chili dogs, burgers, sandwiches, fish ‘n chips and specialty cocktails are all $5. And yes, it is homage to Lincoln being on the bill.
The portions aren’t skimpy. The burgers— beef or turkey— are a third-pound patty. The fish and chips plate include two cylinders of deep fried cod with a hefty serving of fries. Even the deviled eggs, although only four eggs halves are included per a serving, pack a wallop with a dab of wasabi and spicy red sauce. Not included in the happy hour menu is the amazing stacked fried green tomatoes with mozzarella, tomato, bacon and pesto sauce, which is thankfully $5 any time of day.
Unfortunately, my camera’s battery died so I don’t have pics of the chili dogs (two huge soft roll bagettes with split, seared hot dogs and smothered in chili and chopped onions) and deconstructed pizza (toasted flatbread served with softened garlic, tomato/basil chutney and goat cheese you spread at your discretion). Both are more than enough to serve two people. This is the place to bring a small group where everyone can have a taste of everything, and at a reasonable price, too.
The furnishings add to the atmosphere. Faux kerosene lamps and President Lincoln’s mug are scattered throughout the restaurant, which resembles a log cabin interior. The tables topped with real pennies is my favorite detail. It’s plush and comfy, especially if you manage to get a booth. Additional seats and a second bar are found upstairs.
Though I can’t say with authority that dear old Abraham Lincoln has eaten wasabi deviled eggs, I’m sure the menu would please him.
The Lincoln Room
901 4th Ave.
San Diego, CA 92101