12 Best Dog Friendly Restaurants Clements

“OMFG! LITERALLY the best little family run produce & bakery shop, I'VE EVER BEEN TO! TRY THE PIES, TRY THE POT PIES, TRY HE SANDWICHES, EAT EVERYTHING!! The owner and his son are so kind! I believe the owners wife was the lady inside the bakery, she was extremely helpful!! BY FAR THE MOST COMPASSIONATE FAMILY (besides my own, of course) I've met in a long time!!“

“Really neat little winery.“

“This was one were I expected to give out a 5 score based on other reviews and the fact that it appeared to stay open a bit later to relax and enjoy a glass. However, wine tasting flights are only available indoors and you have to buy a glass or bottle to enjoy their lovely patio grounds. The wine was quite good and the staff reasonably well informed though. I have to give a shout out to Kelly who spotted us dining at Pietro's the next night and came up to say hi and ask us how our visit was going.“

“Lovely owner gracious and knowledgeable . I’ve been wine tasting for some years and she still taught me something new that I didn’t know. Good variety of wines and some that other area wineries don’t create.“

“Old world style elegant and nuanced wines in Lodi !! I did not know that till I met John and Lisa at Prie this weekend.They grow/source a number of European grape varietals like Dornfelder (Germany), Teroldego (Italy), Alicante Bouschet (Spain) besides the staples of Lodi area like Syrah, Barbera, Zin. What makes the wines very special is the philosophy of wine making - minimalist. The wines are not bold or jammy. They are subtle, balanced and complex.John and Lisa are also wonderful and kind human beings who care a lot about the world. I got to know them in a leisurely chat on a warm afternoon. The tasting area is a a calm soothing place, just to have such conversations with friends and family while sipping some vino.Highly recommend if you love old world style wines.“

“Great local spot to eat and have a drink. Really take care of their customers!“

“Amazing wine I'm a industry insider in retail and I've tried thousands of different wines. this is one of the few flights that every single wine was spectacular. Service is phenomenal. And the area out side is super friendly to dogs.“

“Stopped in on a busy afternoon. Brennan greeted me warmly, told me to sit anywhere I liked, and took my order shortly thereafter.

If it’s your first time, be sure to do a tasting of their red wines or just grab a glass of the superb Old Ghost. Great wine, professional staff, and a convivial environment… I’ll definitely be coming back here.“

“I love the place It is fantastic and tasty. My favourite food would be just the beans and the rice. I am only 12 and this place is awesome“

“Beautiful grounds with a very welcoming atmosphere and staff. We had our wedding here and could not have asked for a better experience. The new barrel room was a great addition for accommodating large groups no matter the weather conditions.
Be sure to try the Amada Mia Red, and well as the Teroldego!“

“Stopped for lunch a couple weeks ago. It was our first time dining at the Grateful Gypsy Bistro. I had the fresh pasta with bolognese, Hubby had a burger. We both were beyond impressed. My Bolognese was delicious! Best I’ve ever had from a restaurant. Imo- better than the one at Pasta Moon! Hubby’s burger was equally delicious… Food was amazing! Portions were plentiful. We will definitely be back!“

“Worth the Detour: Daddy’s House of Ribs Delivers Smoky Perfection in Tiny Lockeford
Picture this: you’re cruising Highway 88 through the sleepy farm town of Lockeford, population 3,200, past the legendary Lockeford Meat & Sausage Co., when a hand-painted sign screams “RIBS” in red letters. Pull in. You’ve just found Daddy’s House of Ribs, a 40-seat BBQ shrine that smells like hickory heaven and feels like a family reunion you actually want to attend.
Owner Alvin “Big Daddy” Sims built the pit himself—an 8-foot beast that kisses every rack with oak and applewood for 6–8 hours. No shortcuts, no boil-then-sauce nonsense. The motto painted above the counter says it all: “We don’t hide our meat under sauce.” Translation: the bark is the star.
I ordered the full rack of St. Louis-cut pork ribs ($34 with two large sides) and added green beans because, well, balance. What arrived was a mahogany cathedral of meat. Twelve bones, each one lacquered in a peppery bark so thick it crunched like caramelized bacon. Tug gently and the meat surrendered—pink smoke ring, molten fat, zero chew. One bite and I forgot words. The mild house sauce (bourbon-kissed, tangy-sweet) sat untouched until the last three ribs, when I finally dipped out of curiosity. Unnecessary. The ribs are that good solo.
Now, the green beans. Don’t roll your eyes—these aren’t the sad cafeteria spears. Fresh-snapped, simmered low and slow with smoked ham hock, onion, and a whisper of garlic, they collapse into silky, porky bliss. Bright, salty, addictive. I ate every last one with a spoon and considered licking the bowl. Pro move: crumble a rib bone in there for extra smoke.
Sides rotate daily, but the cornbread muffin is non-negotiable—golden dome, crackly edges, honey-sweet crumb that steams when you split it. Wash it down with iced tea so strong it could wake a coma patient.
The vibe? Pure Americana cool. A turquoise ’59 Cadillac tailfin slices through one wall, signed jerseys from local heroes hang above booths, and a baby grand in the corner begs “Play Me!” On Saturdays, a kid inevitably tickles out “Heart and Soul” while you gnaw bones. Outdoor picnic tables overlook the sausage shop across the street—grab links to go and thank me later.
Service is small-town gold. Big Daddy himself circled twice, asking “How we doin’, baby?” and refilled tea without being asked. Tab for one full rack, two sides, muffin, and tea: $41 before tip. In 2025, that’s a highway robbery in reverse.
One note: they close at 6 p.m. sharp (7 p.m. Fri/Sat). Arrive by 5 or risk the dreaded “pit’s cold” sign. Call ahead on weekends; the parking lot overflows with Bay Area plates.
Daddy’s isn’t chasing Yelp hype or TikTok fame. It’s chasing the memory of your uncle’s backyard cookout, only executed with pitmaster precision. I left with sauce on my shirt, a Styrofoam box of leftovers, and zero regrets. Next trip I’m tackling the beef dino ribs. Lockeford is now on my permanent BBQ pilgrimage map.
Five smoky stars. Bring wet wipes and an empty stomach.“