We discovered that the restaurant opens on sort of a haphazard schedule- we got there on time, and cook didn't get there until about 30 minutes later. It took quite a while to make and cook the pizza... and when it arrived, the bottom was burned. We ate it anyway- thick crust with lots of toppings, and the owner graciously comped us for the burned crust- but time we waited gave us ample opportunity to visit with the owner's wife- a lot of good story telling! The establishment itself is one of the few places in Salina that let the diner feel that you were some place other than Salina... the pizza reminded me Beau Jo's in Idaho Springs, CO and the bar reminded me of the Buckhorn Exchange in Denver.
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