I like red meat, I cannot lie.

Knowing I was going to dinner at a restaurant I wasn't familiar with tonight, I hopped on the internet last night to see what was on the menu.  I'm notoriously indecisive when it comes to big selections of food, so getting an idea ahead of time seemed like a good idea.  Turned out the selection wasn't huge so I wouldn't have a problem choosing, but it was rather expensive.  I mean I guess everything is expensive compared to the Taco Bell menu.  Heh.  This is what I chose:

Ribeye Bone-In, Aged 28 Days, Roasted Garlic Mashed Potatoes 18 oz. 45

Now first of all, I'm so smart I thought a ribeye was a smaller cut of meat.  I don't know why, but that was what was in my head.  Garlic mashed potatoes, yum!  I thought 18 dollars was a pretty good price for a nice steak and I didn't want something big, no fries, no soup and salad and bread and all that.  Keep it simple or I can't eat it all anyway.

Wasn't I surprised when adding a glass of wine to my meal brought my portion of the bill to 50 dollars!  For 50 bucks I should have known that meat's name.  I should have put my arm around it, romanced it a bit, said sweet things to it.  But maybe I should have read the menu correctly and noticed it was 18 ounces (SMALL??) and not 18 dollars.  What did I think the '45' meant?  I'm guilty of skimming and not reading fully.  My fault.

It WAS done perfectly, very tender, and the Bearnaise was awesome.  Not complaining, just demonstrating how amazingly air headed I can be.  And I guess I must be pretty special to myself because tonight?  I bought myself the most expensive meal on the menu.  Yay me!

* Wait a minute.  Aged 28 days???  50 bucks and the meat was OLD???  Sheesh.


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