Fine Dining

Recently went to Ruth's Chris Steak House tonight to celebrate my Son and Brother's 25th and 50th birthdays. It was my Mom's treat and the second time I had eaten there in my life. The first time was for our wedding anniversary only because someone had given us a $75 gift card. We ended up spending up an additional $75 that night and we didn't even have a drink. The food and service were outstanding, but it bothered me that I could feed the two of us for a week with this money.

Guess this statement will deem me as not so sophisticated as so many consider food, the presentation of it and an exquisite taste a must have. But, I do not get why some foods are worth so much more than others. Sure I can taste the difference but not that much, yes, it is nice to never wonder if your glass will be refilled and have your table devoid of any unnecessary crumb or plate. I guess I'm just not a food connoisseur.

Heck yeah, I love to eat but a $10 "Pizza Hut" pizza, Longhorn and Red Lobster are some of my favorite eat out meals. Not to mention a Mexican Restaurant, your pick, or on really special occasions a Japanese restaurant where you can go and spend a most reasonable price and leave full. I know that these lesser establishments will possibly leave you FAT with all the hidden calories in their dishes but, hopefully you will know when to stop even if it means paying for something you cannot eat.

Not so true at the fine dining restaurant. When you pay $35 plus for a piece of meat without a salad or vegetable included in the price you are more than likely going to eat everything put in front of you. Of course, every extra crumb will be placed in a "Doggie Bag", because you paid big bucks for them. Again, the service is phonemial. Your server at a fine dining establishment is always in control and will never have to tell you that they are short staffed or that the Chef came to work drunk, which I have heard in my "Lesser Places".

I have been fortunate enough to dine in some of the finest restaurants in my city and across the country. I even worked in some. Can remember the places and know that the food was good. So why do I remember the taste of an Arby's Super with some Chick Fil A cole slaw? You must be a Redneck if......