Macleod's Restaurant and Lounge
271 23 St Fort Macleod, AB, Canada

Good morning everyone, we are happy to announce that we are back open for dine in! Its been a tough go but we are so very thankful for all our customers who have continued to support us through this difficult time. Our hours will be; Restaurant 11-9 Monday-Thursday 11-10 Friday and Saturday ... Lounge 11-10 Monday-Saturday Deliveries Monday-Saturday 5-10pm We will still be closed Sundays at this time and will no longer be offering day time Deliveries. See more

Macleod’s restaurant would like to wish everyone a Merry Christmas and a happy and healthy New Year! Our holiday hours will be Dec 24th 11-5 pick up and ALL day delivery Dec 25th closed Dec 26th closed ... Dec 27th closed Reopening Dec 28th 11-9 pick up and ALL day delivery We will also be closed January 1st See more

Good morning, We would like to give everyone an update on our hours and menu going forward in the new restrictions. We will be open for pickup Monday- Thursday 11-9... Friday and Saturday 11-10:30 We will also be offering ALL DAY delivery during this time. NEW DELIVERY hours will be; Monday- Thursday 12-9 Friday and Saturday 12-10:30 We will continue to run our full menu and will also be offering our entree's for delivery through the next few weeks. These will include the entrée, your choice of side, steamed vegetable's and garlic toast. We will also be offering a full baked lasagna with a small caesar salad as a lunch special everyday for $14. We would like to give a heartfelt thank you to all of our amazing customers who continue to support us through these very difficult times.

Nash finally fits his shirt and is ready to go to work

Good Morning, as I’ve had a few people inquiring we will be open today for regular hours. In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row, That mark our place; and in the sky... The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie, In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields.