Bammer wrote:I don’t really “get” steakhouses. $80 for a steak plus like $20 per side, at least $20 for a cocktail. Meh.
And they don’t even bring you what you ordered.
i'm not so sure you wanted what you ordered to begin with. maybe you had a vision of what you thought would match the intensity of the table or maybe even the room at-large, but if you think you're going to "get yours" at the get house of felate my credit card you're sadly mistaken. no one barks out their order anymore. we did that during the first two bills of this floppy ass continent's march to broadway and back with our mudflaps grazing pavement and blood. now we're sitting in the shit--LITERALLY--because you forgot to flush and think it's up to the infidels to plunge and mop up.
get what you ordered...pffft.
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Chris_H_2 wrote:there's nothing better than a well-salted, prime, cowboy cut ribeye done on the bluer side of medium rare.
I’ve still never had the cowboy cut. One day…
I don’t even bother ordering a steak medium rare anymore. No one knows how to cook it right so I just go with rare and he done with it. And if they do know how to cook a steak and it comes out rare, well that’s fine too.
One thing that REALLY pisses me off are those places that bring it to you on a fucking 7000-degree cast iron plate and brag like that’s some cool and desirable. No, you dumb fucks. It keeps cooking the steak and by the time you’re towards the end of it, it’s cooked all to hell and you’d be just as fine eating a goddamn flip flop off someone’s foot.
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Chris_H_2 wrote:there's nothing better than a well-salted, prime, cowboy cut ribeye done on the bluer side of medium rare.
I’ve still never had the cowboy cut. One day…
I don’t even bother ordering a steak medium rare anymore. No one knows how to cook it right so I just go with rare and he done with it. And if they do know how to cook a steak and it comes out rare, well that’s fine too.
One thing that REALLY pisses me off are those places that bring it to you on a fucking 7000-degree cast iron plate and brag like that’s some cool and desirable. No, you dumb fucks. It keeps cooking the steak and by the time you’re towards the end of it, it’s cooked all to hell and you’d be just as fine eating a goddamn flip flop off someone’s foot.