Saturday Night

I don't feel so good. Not horrible, but certainly not all that good. I think I ate something bad at dinner tonight. It's the only thing I can think of as to why I feel this way. On Saturday nights, Ken and I like to mix it up and try different places that we wouldn't normally go to. The last couple of weeks we haven't really ventured out. He's either been away or the weather hasn't cooperated or it's the holidays. Whatever reason. Anyway, tonight we decided to venture down to Kingston, where my family lives. They live about an hour south of here. When we went down for Christmas, Ken nearly passed out from excitement when he discovered they have a Texas Roadhouse restaurant there now. He was just at one when he was in Kentucky a couple weeks ago and he loved it. This is the first one any place near here. I called a couple of friends who live down there and asked if they were interested in joining us. They passed (one was sick, plus they've already been there and weren't impressed.) So we went. The two piles of vomit out front should have been a warning. The predominantly obese hillbilly clientele should have been a warning. But I took my chances. I ordered a half rack of ribs and a baked sweet potato and a salad. Ken ordered the New York Strip, a sweet potato and a salad. My ribs were fine, nothing spectacular. My sweet potato was cold. Ken's steak was undercooked so he sent it back. It came back out undercooked and extremely fatty. He ate about 1/3 of it. Shortly after leaving the place, my stomach started doing things. Right now I feel like I need to lay down. Ken already is. He's not feeling right either.

You know, I have nothing against chain restaurants. Nothing at all. Some are good, some suck ass. I'm afraid I'm going to have to file this one under Sucks Ass.

I had something else I wanted to mention, but it's completely left my head now. Maybe it'll come back to me if it's important (which I'm sure it wasn't.) I think I'm going to go lay down and put on a dvd and fall asleep.


Anonymous said...

Eww- piles of puke would send me running in the opposite direction. Hope ya feel better soon.

Fairy Princess Holly said...

Sorry you guys got the e-coli special. :(

wcs said...

Sounds like a bust. I went to some kind of Texas steakhouse chain thing in North Carolina once (and only once), but I don't think it was Roadhouse. Anyway, the food was crap.

I hope you both feel better soon. There's nothing worse than feeling yucky after bad food. Well, there is, but I won't go into it here. ;)

MattyNNY said...

Shoulda gone to Beardslee!

Sevi said...

We always go there here in Columbus and when the steaks aren't cooked right it comes off the bill. I have never been ill from them.

I am sorry you are feeling icky. Sip some ginger ale and I hope you feel better.

WyldGade said...

That sucks! The Texas Roadhouse around here is pretty good. Out of the more than a dozen times we've been there, only twice has a steak been underdone. Hope you have better luck next week!