“We’re not in Kansas anymore, Toto!” Menifee of all places…

“Probably one of the best steaks I’ve ever had!”

I  ordered the 16oz Ribeye. I never would have anticipated it to be so good. Wow, flavorful, without spices, and tender…very tender. Fatty…duh, it’s a Ribeye. That’s what makes it taste so flippin’ good. Not like a big giant fat globule in the center, but a lot of fat that I cut out. It must have been scattered throughout. Great steak! I was really surprised! The rest of the food was mediocre, but acceptable. But that steak was great!

This place is like Chuck E “f’n Cheese’s for the adult appetite and adult/family atmosphere. They do line dances, and it’s funny, cause the place almost freezes…nobody wants to walk through the line…or around them, or get like near them while they’re dancing… it’s like they’re avoiding Lepers. This place is loud, crowded and they do some kind of “Yahoo” thing. The gal in the table next to us was celebrating her birthday and they do this “Yahoo” BS. They bring a saddle…she immediately hops on, joins in with the words, and there’s a point where they raise their hand…kinda thing. This gal, maybe 20 years old, knew the whole routine. SCARRY! I also took a peek at the kitchen from afar. There was so much going on…I’ll pass on that one. This place had too much commotion. Just order me another Sammy and I’ll be good.

We waited 45 minutes at 7:30pm on a Saturday night, but arrived an additional 45 minutes after our in-laws arrived and put our names on the waiting list. That’s 1.5 hours of wait. Whatever…it was a night out! We walk in and luckily our waiting party had bar stools dummied up to the bar for drinks. The wait staff was always inviting and on top of things. Luckily we only waited about 15 minutes for our apps once seated and dinner about another 15 after that. We ate so many peanuts; I threw shells every where, floor, bar, seats…why not? I paid for the peanuts the following morning. Is there such a thing as “peanut intolerant”?

Texas Roadhouse http://www.texasroadhouse.com/ is some kind of commercial place that I still wonder why a place this big…and I mean BIG inside, would be in the God-forsaken, back woods, hillbilly town of Menifee. The only thing that lives out there are dead sheep and vultures. Ha Ha Ha…I love that phrase! But really, who’s ever heard of Menifee? Then again, who’s ever heard of Temecula? God I’m getting old!

Check it out. Loud, long wait, some crazy “Yahoo” BS, and vultures everywhere!



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