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Cowboy Butter is the kind of hidden gem you don’t stumble across often in Connecticut. From the moment we walked in, it felt like a true family-owned spot — warm, welcoming, and even the owner made sure to stop by our table to check in. That personal touch set the tone for the whole night.
We started with the pumpkin pork burnt ends appetizer, which was outstanding. The pumpkin spice brought just the right balance of sweetness and tartness over the rich pork — easily one of the most unique and well-balanced starters I’ve had in a while.
For entrées, she had the boneless braised short rib with garlic mashed potatoes, vegetables, and a herbed mushroom demi-glace topped with crispy onion straws. I went with the beef ribs and vegetables. Both dishes were cooked perfectly, generous in portion, and bursting with flavor. It’s been years since I’ve had beef ribs in Connecticut, and these were worth the wait — fall-off-the-bone tender and full of that hearty, comforting flavor you’d expect from a Nashville joint.
We also tried their house cocktails. They were made well and enjoyable, though I will say the menu leans heavily toward lighter, fruitier drinks that feel geared more toward a feminine palate. I ordered the “Tombstone,” which was essentially a whiskey sour topped with sangria. It was good, but I couldn’t help but think they missed an opportunity — a smoked bourbon cocktail would have truly lived up to the name.
Prices were a little on the higher side, but honestly, between the portion sizes, the quality of the food, and the genuine hospitality, it felt more than justified. The whole experience carried that same energy I’ve felt dining in Nashville — bold flavors, comfort food, and family-run charm — only this time in the heart of small-town Connecticut.