On passing we dropped into the California inn on a whim.
Having a dog with us we were told that we may take him into a tiny dingy bar covered in dust and cobwebs. We fully understand that a dog would bring an extra cleaning burden and is not something other people might want next to them while eating, so were happy to sit out of the way, but it would have been nice to see some, in fact, any effort taken over the area.
Our order was taken by a lovely and polite waitress (the only redeeming aspect of the service). Having seen the acolades on banners outside we did not baulk at the prices too much and were looking forward to a treat.
Whilst waiting for the food to arrive we were treated to the extremely grumpy landlord and two regulars views on 'townies' and they were not positive views. These views were not expressed directly to us, in fact the only person to acknowledge our mere existence ( until it was time to pay up and get out) was our waitress.
Food was mediocre, edible but definitely not worth what we paid and certainly not worthy of the acolades displayed outside.
As soon as the last bit of food left our plates, the owner came over, started grabbing the plates and grunted "all done", question mark omitted on purpose.
Feeling ever more unwelcom we went to the bar to pay, had the bill slapped in front of us with a grunt, we paid and left and were very glad to be doing so.
Having read some other reviews, and also the responses i look forward to an arrogant and obnoxious reply.
Do not visit this establishment.