Lafayette Inn

Located in the middle of nowhere, you know you’re in for an interesting time when, as you approach the Lafayette Inn, a large sign and arrow points you to the… Dinning [sic] Room.
Some friends and I partook of the oyster buffet on a recent Thursday evening. For $ 30 you can surely
eat your fill! The fresh-​shucked oysters were sweet and… fresh (of course). The fried were still nice and moist on the inside. The oysters wrapped in bacon were unusual but very good. Also enjoyed the Rockefeller and Casino. I passed on those topped with cheese. I heard the oyster stew was quite fine. For dietary balance, you also have access to a salad bar. Oysters, salad and a few beers a meal makes! Looking forward to doing it again.

A fun dive, friendly locals, restaurant in the back, live bands in the front. Beer to go. Just a great place to do some serious drinking if you’re in town.

I checked this place out Sunday afternoon in my search for a new bar in Cecil Co. The previous review here is an accurate account.
I pulled into the parking lot and it was packed with big-​ass pick ‘em up trucks and Harleys. That’s a good sign of a local bar around here.
The bar was packed when I walked in but as soon as I made my way around the corner a guy got up and said «here’s a seat for ya». Excellent timing. I had a seat, looked over to the guy on my right and said «How’s it goin’?» He gave me the once over and groaned «uggg». I could tell then that he’d been propped up there for a while already.
The bar staff was quick and friendly and a $ 2 pint was in my hands in no time. And they fill it to spill level so ya get that extra sip but it makes a round of toasts messy as I would find out when the «PA assholes» stormed the bar.
The bar was full of locals hanging out and chatting amongst themselves with me and Ugg as the only inactive bar flies.
The topic of conversation seemed to be the group of bikers in the dining room making memorable asses of themselves.
Those would be the PA assholes who stormed the bar and asked for shots and beers.
It seemed like the locals were tired of their fun loving ways and just wanted them to leave ASAP. But they were good folk and could tell that the locals were giving them the eye. maybe that’s why the put my next round on their tab… and the next round. Hey, I like this bar already. Well, I like the outta towners anyway. They were the best part of my day. Turns out they run a bar up near Pottstown and were down to have a good time. I got no problem with that.
So this was only my first visit and not a true assessment since all the action was from the road team. But the patrons were all respectable. They have to be when there’s a big cardboard sign above the bar that reads «Profanity WILL stop your bar service». I could tell that this is a rule that is enforced at the bar staff’s «discretion». Like a lazy cop that will pull you over only when he feels like it. Or if you have out of state tags.
So yea. Drinks were cheap, people were friendly. Ugg fell asleep twice. NASCAR decorations all over. They seem to be raven fans or are at least Wacco for Flacco. They serve $ 5 pizzas so drunken bar food is probably a good bet there.
I’ll be back later for a follow up report if need be.
Oh yea, they don’t cary Rumplemintz much to the chagrin of the Gear Jammers.
BNut they do have peppermint schnaaps so game on!

If you can wrestle away the shuffleboard for a few rounds, this place can’t be beat for good, clean, wholesome fun. The place has a seasonal appeal, attracting a uniformed crowd about three weekends a year and most of the summer. One caveat: if you’re not accustomed to rural America, best plug your ears when the regulars start telling jokes.

I recently spent an evening at the Lafayette Inn with some with some old acquaintances. This fine watering hole has everything one demands for an evening out near the Conowingo Dam — shuffleboard, popcorn, and friendly patrons. The Coors Light is extra fresh and cold. The NASCAR décor lends a sense of ambiance and local sophistication. I particularly like the racing tire and Dale Earnhardt bumper attached to the wall.
The juke box was enjoyable, if not a little predictable, and was a bit too loud. The vending machines dispensed unique merchandise. I would definitely return the next time I am in rural Cecil County and need a quick brew and a refresher of Real American culture.