The high peaks region of the ADK’s have two gateway cities. Keene is a small village just a few miles outside the trailheads to some of the highest peaks. More commonly traveled, and therefore more touristy, is the iconic town of Lake Placid. Placid is pure magic. Home of the 1980 Olympics, the town prides itself on its past history and its present beauty, which is practically endless.
Located on the corner of Main Street, Dancing Bear has two distinct sections. The bottom is for the family crowd, the top is usually younger and has great views of Mirror Lake. The food is similar to a tavern and fairly priced. I highly recommend the nachos and Bayou Burger, or if you’re a fat kid like me, get both!
I was skeptical about this place given the name, but what’s a name when they have burgers like this:
This place is simple: stack meat on-top of meat with an insane amount of fries. If you’re vegan or vegitarian, this place is not going to do it for ya. This is a classically mountain man burger, with every bit of satisfaction to go with it.
I really do apologize to my meat-less readers. I’ve actually reduced my red meat consumption to no more than two portions per month, but for me, there’s nothing like a burger after a long day on the trails.
ADK Steak and Seafood knocks it out the park because they not only have the best steaks in town, they have a brewery on site that produces some of the best craft beer in town. In fact, there’s only one place that does it better:
Lake Placid Pub and Brewery
This place is my favorite place in town, bar none. It’s three stories of beer, food and views from the patio. I suggest getting a Nippletop Stout or an Ubu Ale and chowing down on the buffalo fish dinner while watching the Ironman from the patio with Mount Marcy in the background. It’s the closest to utopia we mortals will near.
Last one. This place is a DIVE….and I love it with all my heart. I end my night here every last time I’m in town. I’ve been subjected to a bizarre shot called a Stunt Man where I was forced to squeeze a lime in my eye and snort salt; I walked in there on New Years, not at all remembering how I got there, but I knew there was no place I’d rather be.