I will never
understand why so many Americans season their food so poorly. Take Red Robins
for an example. I hate Red Robins. My husband is a huge
burger fan, so it was inevitable that after going there so many times, I’d
eventually also order a burger. As I bit into my burger; my mushroom
Swiss burger; my
absolute favorite type of burger- there was a distinct
lack of flavor. My husband could tell a dark cloud had descended.
They
didn’t salt the meat before it was cooked. Who doesn’t season
the meat? Who wouldn’t have the common sense to season
the goddamn meat, before you cook it?
I
am well aware of the fact that there is a perfectly good salt shaker on the
table and I can put salt on, but that is not the point. First off, you season
meat before cooking, to help enhance naturalflavor. Second,
salting meat after you have cooked it and plated
it, tastes completely different.
Then there are
places that over-salt, though I
never thought I’d see the day. Outback Steakhouse is on the opposite end of the
spectrum from Red Robins. Now, I am a girl who loves my salt. Even amongst
Asians, I suspect I have a fairly high sodium intake. My friends have a running
joke that they should just give me salt lick for my birthdays.
However, Outback
took it to a whole ‘nother level. They went above and beyond. My steak was damn near inedible, it was so salty. Not just
seasoned; absolutely saturated in sodium. In desperation, I turned to my baked
potato for a bland taste of relief. No dice. From inside out, the potato tasted
as if it spent the last 2 months of its life in a salt barrel.
I would make the
worst food critic. I am livid when someone screws up my food; the sheer
potential of a perfectly good piece of produce, completely ruined due to one
mistake made after another. And I have a long memory. The steak incident
occurred over 12yrs ago and the burger incident happened at least 5yrs ago. But
thinking about it still pisses me off. I can’t walk by a Red Robins
without flicking a look of disgust in their general direction. It makes
me want to go into the kitchen and ring their necks, all the while demanding to
know who messed up my food. It wasn’t Carlos, I know
that. Or Ricardo. Or Jesus. Or Eduardo. No…..they know better how to treat food
respectfully. It was in all likelihood, Frank/John/George Johnson who just
graduated with an Associates in Culinary Arts.
lol you crack me up. oh and i agree =)
ReplyDeletemy burger of choice is mushroom + swiss as well!
Since you appreciated my rants so much on the old site, I thought I should add a section just for you, my dear =)
ReplyDeleteI <3 you!!! I will be your GROUPIE! hahahaha
ReplyDeleteCounsel, your enthusiasm is infectious =)
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