Eating Out

Jon and I have made it somewhat of a tradition to go out and eat on Friday nights. There's just something about knowing the weekend is ahead, and starting that off with someone else cooking just feels right. Lately, however, we have been trying some new places that sounded good but we hadn't been in a looonggg time or ever.

Two weeks ago we went to Native New Yorker. Neither of us had been before, but the menu online seemed decent enough and a had a selection that both of us could live with. We were unfortunately disappointed and just didn't think the food really stood out or made an impression. We agreed we probably won't go back on our own again.

We tried Outback. Now I know a lot of people like this place, and Jon didn't mind his meal, but I was unimpressed with mine. I ordered the pecan salad, and the menu said it had both iceburg and romaine lettuce. When it arrived, however, it was about 95% iceburg lettuce...and I'm being generous with that figure. It was another disappointment. It's really too bad because we ordered their spinach and artichoke dip (something we both love and try at any restaurant that offers it) and thought it was very good. In fact, it was some of the best we have had out (Jon's homemade version is hard to beat). But it's not good enough to send us back there.

Tonight we went to Rumbi. I hadn't been there before, but Jon had. It was different than normal, but again nothing that made me want to "put it on the list" to return to.

It got me thinking. Jon and I only have a few restaurants we routintely go to and can count on for great food (Canton Dragon and Grimaldi's top the list). Maybe we are the picky eaters. Maybe we expect too much. After all, as we were driving from Rumbi to Harkins Theatres, we passed by a ton of restaurants, all of which we tried (some many times) and decided that we didn't like enough to go back and officially have "crossed it off our list."

But maybe, just maybe, it's not such a bad thing since both Grimaldi's and Canton Dragon rock.