Let’s hippity hop off the rabbit trail of McDonald’s and Chick-Fil-A and return to this evening’s dinner at the California Grill.....
Woody and I had finished our yummy appetizers and were waiting for our entrees when there was a slight commotion in the restaurant. A bride and groom were being led quickly through the dining room and out onto the observation deck behind us. At first I thought perhaps the ceremony was to be conducted outside, but it was only a photography session.
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There was a professional photographer (seen in pic below) with the couple so why the groom thought it was necessary to take cellphone shots of the back of his bride is beyond me.
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They weren’t outside long and soon made their way out of the restaurant. I wonder what that “shoot” cost. The timing seemed odd since the fireworks weren’t due for awhile and a background of concrete and darkness (with indiscernible lights below) wouldn’t be my preference for wedding photos.
To each their own.....
Our entreés arrived. We both ordered the filet (of course), but I requested no Tamarind barbecue sauce on mine, since I did not care for it when I first had it on my April trip. Gary insisted I have some and brought out a small cup on the side. (Spoiler alert: I did not touch it. Gary may have tried to fool me with the sun dried tomato and oil dip for the bread but I won’t be fooled again.

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The menu change I wasn’t thrilled with was the sides that now accompany the filet. Formerly the luscious filet sat atop delectable risotto (flavors changed seasonally). Then new chef nixed the risotto in favor of easier-to-prepare mashed potatoes. After a ho-hum beginnning, the mashed potatoes were improved with smoked gouda. To me they were
almost as good as the risotto.
Grilled asparagus or al dente thin green beans were always the second side. I love both!
Tonight’s filet was accompanied by “Beef Fat Potatoes, Romano Beans, Grilled Sweet Onions and Tomato.”
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Otherwise known as “Three Soggy Steak Fries, Bland Pole Beans and an Almost-Raw Onion Slice.”
And do you see a Tomato? Cause I don’t!
In a word ~ Horrid.
My steak did not disappoint, thankfully. Woody wasn’t as critical of the sides because that’s his nature. However the fact that my sides were mostly untouched did not escape Gary’s notice. He asked why and then insisted on bringing me some mashed potatoes even though I politely declined.
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Why the large pat of butter? Gary must have known these mashed potatoes had no flavor and needed it. Smoked gouda? Gone. I have had tastier mashed potatoes from a box. One forkful and I was done.
When Gary returned to ask if I liked the potatoes, I replied that I was full and couldn’t eat them.
“Well we ALWAYS have mashed potatoes. You can always substitute any side for them.”
Good to know, Gary.
But only if the mashed potatoes improve in taste.