I want @jabberwalkie to cook me a steak. He gave a description in (I think) a LACWAC thread and I’ve been wanting a steak since. Barring that...it’s steak, so I don’t give a **** what restaurant it comes from.
had prime rib from logans last night. i did use to love Outback but their restaurants are so loud i'll go with Texas Roadhouse though
Translation of options- how do you like your steak out of the following: A mouldy piece of shoe leather run over by a hummer Discarded shards of charred tyre rubber doused in ranch dressing Hormone invested and chemically processed GMO beef jerky coated in molasses Braised steak mixed with lard and deep fried for bodily consistency of the meat You may only choose one.
I liked this place called Western Sizzlin because they'd give you a picture of a cow and some crayons and you'd color it in and they'd hang it up on the wall.
Patently untrue; you can easily select multiple options the way the poll is currently set up. No, the real horror comes not from the realization of the underlying reality of the steaks, or the number of steaks, but rather that knowing all of these things, being aware of quantity, will not save you. Opting out will not save you. Outback, Longhorn, Logan's, or Texas Roadhouse? Civilization or destruction? Can you deny the steak chain poll? Can the steak chain poll dare deny itself? If you choose not to decide have you not still made a choice guided by the options you have been forced to consider - the so-called "options" which are in fact the sum total of your existence? Knowing this poll you can no longer escape it. Your life has been permanently altered by its mere being. Even if you believe in some distant day that you have forgotten it the record of discharged neurons exists in the cosmic interplay of matter and energy. When you die will they say anything of you? Will they at least know of this poll? Will not the poll be death itself and yet also life?!
Yes, you can have multiple options but only one of them will be tasted prior to cardiac arrest. It's called a false democracy.
I worked at a Western Sizzlin when I was in high school. I served the kids Hawaiian Punch so they could go ape**** on red dye and corn syrup while they were coloring their picture of a cow. And did my best not to roll my eyes at the people who wanted their steak “extra well done.” That’s called “beef jerky” and you can get it at a gas station.
Texas Roadhouse for sure. I used to love Outback, but they've substantially reduced their portion sizes and simultaneously increased the price. I haven't been there in more than three years.