Sometimes you just don't know what you're going to get from night to night. One would think that when you eat out at specific places that have a good reputation that you would be getting a good product.
For example, Texas Roadhouse.
I personally had only been there once prior to last week and didn't find it so great, but the old man of the house had been there twice before and had a good night out. It's so funny how that works.
Well, we get to Roadhouse last week, and it was OK but it certainly was nothing to write home about.
The biggest problem we all had was that, number one, a lot of our steaks were very thin or skinny, not what you would expect from a steak. The other thing was, in particular, for me I ordered my steak medium and it came out dry.
It's just so funny how some people, like Dad, can catch a restaurant on a good night but I can catch it on two bad nights.
Then, there was Cracker Barrel here in town which I and my brother went to Sunday morning. Not that I was expecting much, as they had some issues when they first opened up, but it was nothing to write home about either. My food was OK, but my brother wasn't exactly a fan of it.
Then, after Mom got back from a vacation, we went to Pappadeaux's on Monday night. Wow, all I can say is everything was top notch. I ordered their major platter which consisted of stuffed shrimp, crab cake, crawfish, catfish and shrimp. It was a meal so big that I had to have it in two to-go boxes. But it was all good and I enjoyed the experience.
A couple of sports notes:
1. Finally, the Astros have really completed their transformation and are building for the future now. Brett Myers, Wandy Rodriguez and all the other scrubs - gone. Their hope now resides in the minor leagues as their major league team might not even beat a AA farm team. I say they should go for the worst major league baseball team in history. That's something they can strive for.
2. I feel bad for Adam Scott after the Open Championship. He had it in the bag and then let it get away completely with four bogeys in the last four holes. Granted, Ernie Els is a consummate pro and one of my favorite guys on the Tour but this was supposed to be Scott's hour.