Some friends asked if we wanted to go out to dinner with them. Rachel said we would if 1) they pick the place because we can't handle that type of pressure, and 2) if I was back from raquetball in time. Heroically, I returned right before the buzzer sounded. I was sweaty, with red spotches all over my face so I hurried and jumped in the shower. The shower was too short and didn't take, Costanza style. But whatever, I can handle a red face and occasional beads of sweat.
So we met up with them and asked where they wanted to go. They said Texas Roadhouse. I checked the date to see if it was either mine or Rachel's birthday. It wasn't, but we said would go anyway.
Rachel got the pulled pork. Big mistake. Maybe it tasted fine and all, but unless your a gerbil it's not going to fill you up. It's called, at least hide all that white space on the plate with a giant leaf or some celery or something. So the teaching point from this post is to get steak or ribs (possibly chicken).
The last thing Rachel said to me before we fell asleep last night was, "I can't believe I went to Texas Roadhouse and got pulled pork, plus the bread they brought was...." Then I fell asleep.
4 comments:
Texas Roadhouse is freaking the bomb! Wow I haven't said "the bomb" in years so that means something! My family loves to go there lots. I think I got the pulled pork (BBQ kind )but I didn't have a good experience. I like the rotisere chicken and the salmon. Last time they gave us a whole bag of rolls to take home cuz it was closing time! Ok I will stop now.
Yah, it was definately stupid of me not to order ribs, chicken, or prime rib, or a combination. Duh.
there is always a huge crowd there. Last night they had a person in a cartoon armadillo suit. He tried to get marie to react, but she could have pretty much cared less. She probably thought that was standard procedure when people serve subpar food- that is get a giant amadillo to distract you from your disappointment.
Getting pulled pork at Texas Roadhouse is like my mom going to IHOP and getting the lamp chops... Needless to say she hasn't been back since... I am kinda curious about what the bread was like now too...
That is our absolute favorite restaurant. I have mastered copying their rolls at home. By far, their rib eye steak is the best.
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