I was excited when an Evite turned up in my inbox to join new food director, Michael Hermick and Excutive Chef, Jay Estep at The Lodge at Hide-A-Way Hills Resort. As a food and travel writer and author of the Insiders’ Guide to Columbus, I am always
on the prowl for new and interesting dining spots in central Ohio.
I have heard whispers of this "Hide-A-Way" place. In fact, my husband once helped a friend there with his fixer upper. I, however, had no idea where on the map we were going until we plugged it into the GPS-which we have lovingly dubbed Minnie Driver. Minnie directed us down Route 33, but not as far as the Hocking Hills proper. Ahhhh... just beyond Lancaster, hang a left. Follow Horns Mill Road until it becomes Hide-A-Way Hills (HAH) Road then dead-ends into a private lakefront community. From Arlington, the drive took only 42 minutes, door to door. And it was a gorgeous day for a drive!

As you can see from this picture, October wrapped its warm, autumnal arms around us. The weather was absolutely brilliant, so we took advantage of being the first to arrive (which rarely happens, by the way!) by spending a few minutes on the patio, taking in the scenery and talking privately with Michael. We learned about his leap of faith into the restaurant world, with the guidance and support of our mutual friend and restaurateur, Elizabeth Lessner (and many others). We also noticed very quickly Michael's passion to keep his family recipes - in particular, Great-Grandma 's pasta sauce- alive and kicking. So, taking over the Lodge is as much an effort to share the fabulous scratch-cooked meals from his childhood, as it is a business venture.
I have heard whispers of this "Hide-A-Way" place. In fact, my husband once helped a friend there with his fixer upper. I, however, had no idea where on the map we were going until we plugged it into the GPS-which we have lovingly dubbed Minnie Driver. Minnie directed us down Route 33, but not as far as the Hocking Hills proper. Ahhhh... just beyond Lancaster, hang a left. Follow Horns Mill Road until it becomes Hide-A-Way Hills (HAH) Road then dead-ends into a private lakefront community. From Arlington, the drive took only 42 minutes, door to door. And it was a gorgeous day for a drive!
As you can see from this picture, October wrapped its warm, autumnal arms around us. The weather was absolutely brilliant, so we took advantage of being the first to arrive (which rarely happens, by the way!) by spending a few minutes on the patio, taking in the scenery and talking privately with Michael. We learned about his leap of faith into the restaurant world, with the guidance and support of our mutual friend and restaurateur, Elizabeth Lessner (and many others). We also noticed very quickly Michael's passion to keep his family recipes - in particular, Great-Grandma 's pasta sauce- alive and kicking. So, taking over the Lodge is as much an effort to share the fabulous scratch-cooked meals from his childhood, as it is a business venture.
And then there was dessert, of which I am usually not a fan- but the pumpkin bourbon cheesecake placed in front of us looked like autumn on a plate. Frankly, he 'had me at bourbon.' After having been stuffed to the gilt with several prior courses, I managed to find space for the entire piece. Once again, forgetting to take a picture before digging in. Proof it was delectable.
By the end of dinner, you had to roll most of us out of there. Heck, you had to roll me out after the second course, but I wasn't leaving until the last bit of bourbon sauce was licked from the plate. While driving home, Kevin and I reflected on the delicious comfort food, the superb sauce and friendly atmosphere of the Lodge; each agreeing one of the best parts of the meal was leaving with a sincere desire to return. We plan to dine at the Lodge again soon- hopefully, with family and friends in tow. It's just that kind of place.
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