Lunch most of the week was salad and dumb stuff. But that meant Sunday night dinner treat was to try a new place.
Kinda corporate, deems themselves “Lodge chic” whatever that is. It looked like a cheap ski lodge inside. Called the Lazy Dog.
Apparently there’s three of them around here now. Kinda a weird mix between mountain lodge look and California open noisy restaurant style. Busy and noisy.
Dumb decor like a giant lighted sign that looked like an old movie theater marquis with white lights that spelled “America” in white bulbs in front of a panel with numerous old State license plates in a perfect rectangle with no thought given to State placement on the board or really anything art about it at all. And a bunch of giant photos of cowboys and dogs which doesn’t suck, but seemed a reach just to match the name of the place.
Food was decent but nothing to write home about. Just write to PoA about. Ha.
The chicken lettuce wraps are a direct rip off of PF Chang’s for an appetizer and the “flat iron steak” was passable.
The au-gratin potatoes were easily the best thing on any plate at the table, I cut them open so you could see the inside. Nicely done.
The green beans were over cooked and had no seasoning whatsoever, not even a flavor infused oil. We both agreed they would have been nice with some garlic or even just a tiny sprinkle of kosher salt to liven them up. Chili flake in the oil on them would have done it, too. Extremely bland.
The little roasted corn on the cobs were a pain in the butt to eat. They cut them up like that for presentation but when presentation makes it harder to eat, that’s stupid. Just leave it a whole cob.
Had a bog standard brownie with vanilla ice cream for dessert and spilt it like we always do. It was a brownie with while chocolate chips inside and the usual warm iron under it with cold ice cream on top. Was literally so typical of a chain place it was boring. Nothing really wrong with it. Just boring.
Karen had a pulled pork sandwich that looked as boring as my beans. But she said it was good. Not wanting to ruin her dinner I didn’t ask if it came anywhere near the real BBQ joint we usually go to. I knew the answer from looking at it. She’d have eaten anything after just arriving home from a 9 hour car trip from Idaho. Ha.
Always thankful for a good meal, so no complaints. Just know there’s better out there. Wouldn’t hesitate to take a business meal or personal friend there, it’s not exactly a disappointment, but it wasn’t “we just MUST come back soon!” either.
Didn’t suck, wasn’t the greatest. Pretty corporate. $60 before tip for two people. No alcohol.
The best part was the staff at this particular one or at least our waitress. Older gal, busting her butt and kept up with multiple tables and made it look easy. Also knew when to talk and when not to, and was a decent conversationalist. Really nice lady. Can’t guarantee that’s going to be the same at every table, but I love it when we luck out at a corporate giant place like this one and get a top notch server.
BIG tip. We have a little fun money fund for donations or big tips in our budget just for people like her. Just a few bucks a month gets stashed it it and it gets big sometimes when there’s nothing worth tossing it at. She got a nice chunk of it tonight. Hopefully made her night extra worth the work on a Sunday evening.
BTDT and know one happy customer and a big tip can go a long way in feeling better about working service jobs on weekends.
(That’s my big problem with the stupid FBO hidden fees. DO SOMETHING for it, I’ll happily pay extra. Slime bags just getting it for standing behind a pretty glass counter top after I parked the airplane and they didn’t do anything? Kiss my butt. I won’t be back.)