Went to the theater with the family for Beauty & the Beast. Friends we were with chose The Daily Grill to meet up for dinner. I'd never been there, but I expected being downtown, it would be expensive, but at least ok...
Had the New England clam chowder (white, not the red Manhattan) and it was really good. Like the grown-up mac'n'cheese, too, with bacon and mushrooms.
However... my "16-ounce" ribeye cooked medium was anything but...
I flipped steaks and cut meat at steakhouses for a couple of years, so I'm pretty familiar with ribeyes, and how to "eyeball" a steak for size. Ribeyes don't really shrink much, especially cooking them on the pink side - I usually order medium when dining out for ribeyes, as I don't like really REALLY rare and can handle a little more on the medium side more than the rare side with ribeyes, since they're so soft and marbled already. Pretty much any other steak I get medium-rare.
This steak... not even CLOSE to 16 ounces. I mean, not cooked weight, cooked it was less than half that. I would guess prior to cooking, it was a 9- or 10-ounce ribeye at most, then overcook it and oversear the outside - some of it was charred badly on the bottom, half the steak was medium-well to well-done, half was about medium, I guess. Overall, for $34.99, I will pass on ever going back. Even worse than the time that place in Utica Sq sent me a strip instead of the ribeye I ordered. No thanks. This one was really disappointing, though.
*BTW, for those who say I should have sent it back, I don't send food back. Just don't trust it. If it's inedible, I don't eat it, if it's edible, I choke it down, which is what I did tonight. No way I'm sending something back for a total recook and expecting to get something back that wasn't tampered with... I've just seen it too much from working in the restaurant world. Seen too many cooks get pissy if you send food back, even when it is obviously not cooked properly the first time. I just prefer to spread the word and speak with my wallet. I won't go back.
So, now I'm looking DOUBLY forward to my pastrami I am smoking tomorrow. I need something to wash the taste of that steak out of my mouth. Ugh.
Had the New England clam chowder (white, not the red Manhattan) and it was really good. Like the grown-up mac'n'cheese, too, with bacon and mushrooms.
However... my "16-ounce" ribeye cooked medium was anything but...
I flipped steaks and cut meat at steakhouses for a couple of years, so I'm pretty familiar with ribeyes, and how to "eyeball" a steak for size. Ribeyes don't really shrink much, especially cooking them on the pink side - I usually order medium when dining out for ribeyes, as I don't like really REALLY rare and can handle a little more on the medium side more than the rare side with ribeyes, since they're so soft and marbled already. Pretty much any other steak I get medium-rare.
This steak... not even CLOSE to 16 ounces. I mean, not cooked weight, cooked it was less than half that. I would guess prior to cooking, it was a 9- or 10-ounce ribeye at most, then overcook it and oversear the outside - some of it was charred badly on the bottom, half the steak was medium-well to well-done, half was about medium, I guess. Overall, for $34.99, I will pass on ever going back. Even worse than the time that place in Utica Sq sent me a strip instead of the ribeye I ordered. No thanks. This one was really disappointing, though.
*BTW, for those who say I should have sent it back, I don't send food back. Just don't trust it. If it's inedible, I don't eat it, if it's edible, I choke it down, which is what I did tonight. No way I'm sending something back for a total recook and expecting to get something back that wasn't tampered with... I've just seen it too much from working in the restaurant world. Seen too many cooks get pissy if you send food back, even when it is obviously not cooked properly the first time. I just prefer to spread the word and speak with my wallet. I won't go back.
So, now I'm looking DOUBLY forward to my pastrami I am smoking tomorrow. I need something to wash the taste of that steak out of my mouth. Ugh.