Upon Further Review

Roxann’s Family Restaurant
7820 N. Sommer St. ( at intersection w/West Pioneer Parkway)
Peoria, IL 61615
Business Phone: (309) 693-8300

Where do I begin?

I’ll start about three weeks ago. Dad and I were our riding around on business one morning and we needed a place for breakfast. Since Dad once owned a restaurant that specialized in offering a hearty breakfast at a reasonable price, he is difficult to please in this area.

We were in the neighborhood, so we stopped at this joint located at the site that was once occupied by Cummings Family Restaurant. I often wondered what happened to Cummings. I know that the last time I ate there — with Dad, as it turned out — we both watched in awe as a crippled mouse creeped out of the kitchen and onto the floor of the dining room.

Could happen to anybody, right?

Dad and I both enjoyed our breakfast under the new ownership. Of course, it’s hard to go wrong with a skillet breakfast. It’s possible, and I’ve had it happen to me. But the food was good. Not spectacular, but good. And the service was good in that “what’ll ya have hun?” sort of way.

The joint didn’t have a sign announcing it’s name. But it turned out that the owner was there. She said it was named “Roxann’s.”

And we are now at the end of the good part of this review.

My parents took me to lunch today and naturally, Dad wanted to try out Roxann’s lunch fare.

It started on a bad note. We got there at about 12:30 p.m. and there was a sign on the door announcing their new hours: They close at 1 p.m. Every day.

I should have known what was coming.

I ordered the Reuben sandwich and fries. Dad ended up ordering eggs over easy, potatoes and bacon. Mom got a southern-fried chicken sandwich.

I thought the meat was dry, and the portions a bit skimpy. Neither parent thought much of their meal.

But the service was poor. None of us got refills on our drinks. They turned off ALL the lights at 1 p.m., at which point our waitress left, no doubt suspecting no tip was forthcoming (I did leave $2, out of principle).

The young lady who took our money (a charming lady with dollar bills sticking out of her shirt, where she had tucked them). Dad tried to pay with his credit card, but their credit card machine was down. Someone in the back yelled out that they’ve “been working on the lines all day.” I strongly suspect that they just didn’t have phone service.

So we pooled our cash, paid our bill (a little bit more than $20) and left. In the car, we speculated about what kind of restaurant will replace it when it goes out of business. Unless this place is someone hobby, there’s no way it’s staying in business this way.

It’s a shame too. Peoria needs more locally owned sit-down restaurants. I’d like to see whatever goes in there next be open all night, to give folks who work second and third shift a place to go and get a plate of eggs or a sandwich OTHER than a hamburger.

China Village Buffet
206 W Camp St
East Peoria, IL 61611
(309) 698-1888
4/5 stars

The wind must have been just right.

Dad treated me a lunch the other day. We went to the China Village Buffet, a popular eatery in East Peoria. He took the Cedar Street Bridge to get there, which, as every good Peorians knows, offers drivers a scenic view at the Archer Daniels Midland plant.

Being a pleasant day, we had our windows rolled down. The win was wafting in from the south and west, which meant we got a face-full of fumes from ADM. As a Peorian, I grew up smelling ADM. There isn’t a part of this city that isn’t touched by the stench that rises from this place. But on this day, conditions much have been just right, because the odor was absolutely overwhelming.

We managed to hold out breath until we got over the the East Peoria side of the river, where the odor was a far less noticable.

And once we got inside …. ah.

What is there to say? It’s a buffet. The selection is huge, and the food is prepared well. There’s something you are going to like. Myself, I’m fond of the bourbon chicken and this spicy, tangy meatloaf dish they have. And fried wontons. Good stuff. If you are looking to load up on carbs or something like that, this is your place. Just plan on feeling stuffed for the rest of the day.

And I want to say something about their bathrooms. Oh my God, they have the best smelling bathrooms on the planet. They’ve got one of those consumer-brand plug-in de-odorizers in there, and they’ve got is locked up inside on of those clear plastic containers you see in office buildings where they don’t want the employees mucking around with the thermostat. Brilliant.

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By all means let the Blog Peoria Network know. Current BP members can contact me, and I’ll sign ‘em up as contributor editors of this site.

The post direction below — about the BBQ joint — is good example of the format I’d like to follow.

I’m going to be adding a few reviews that I’ve written over the years.

OK, OK, OK. I am told this joint’s been open for at least a couple years. But I don’t go to Northwoods Mall all that much anymore, so I never learned about it.

But I was hungry, and none of my usual haunts appealed to me today. I ended up at the Mall, intending to eat at the steak sandwich place at the food court, only to discover that IT WAS NO LONGER THERE.

I swear to God, a press release needs to be issued every time an eatery in Peoria closes its doors.

So I wandered over the Waldenbooks (where I picked up a Carl Hiaasen novel that I had somehow missed) and saw a banner advertising this joint.

So I wandered all the way to the other end of the mall and found the Smo-King Pit. It’s located at the end of a little used corridor next to Sears, inside a space that has held many different eateries over the year (NOT the cursed Skewer Inn, however).

It’s not a large place at all. There’s maybe 12 tables and/or booths on the upper level, and maybe a four to six on the small balcony area off in the corner.

They’s got the menu posted on the door, and and I was impressed at the modest prices on the sandwiches. Most of the sandwiches hored around a six and a half bucks, and this includes one side order. I ordered the beef brisket sandwich with a side of fries. My drink (an iced tea, probably instant) was separate. They also serve a strawberry flavored version, on which I took a pass.

The meat was tender and juicy. It wasn’t overly smothered with BBQ sauce, but there was enough sauce to matter. There was plenty of beef, too, as it overflowed the regular-sized bun. I ate with with a fork, ’cause it was too much to pick up and still keep my shirt clean.

The fries weren’t anything special.

The service was friendly, but not obsequious. I paid about $8.50 or so for a decent, tasty lunch that satisfied my appetite.

The menu includes various chicken and fish sandwiches as well as burgers. Their dinner menus includes Pulled pork and beef brisket and grilled chicken. They also offer rib tips, ribs and chicken wings — all sucker bets for diners who want to get their money’s worth.

Grandpa John’s Rib Shack
200 W. McClure, Peoria IL
(309) 685-8902
Three out of five stars

I had lunch with Mom and Dad at this venerable, third-generation rib joint today. They had the beef sandwich, I chose Monday’s daily special: A turkey sandwich with fries and a soda. I should have ordered the beef, as the bun looked empty. Tasty, though, especially with a dab of BBQ sauce. The French fries were delicious, of course.

I noticed one big improvement over my last visit. As Peoria natives know, the BBQ place is located inside a former Hardee’s restaurant (which is, itself, located on the former site of a Sandy’s). The heir’s to Big John remodeled, but they opted to keep the booths and the tables and chairs that were bolted to the floor. This is bad news to a plus-size guy like myself.

Well, they’ve decided to supply guests with free standing chairs. So my parents sat in the booth while I slid a chair over and dined with them. A elegant solution to an uncomfortable problem.

And again, I found the counter staff at Grampa John’s to be down-home friendly and helpful.