We found Pig Daddy online with such a truly horrendous slogan the food had to be good (“our butts smell good”). Unfortunately, we learned later at the Winery, the restaurant had closed that week. As in Wednesday. As in 3 days before we got there. No one knew why.
Where we ended up eating was fine, it was a little diner where the food came out on paper plates but it was clean and filling but not some place I’d be in a hurry to return to.