This morning I was cleaning out the top shelf of my refrigerator which is typically a space reserved for leftovers. When I go out to eat I’m rarely able to consume the entire portion of whatever it is I’ve ordered. I also hate to waste food and often live off of leftovers. Many times I’ll order strategically, knowing I’m going to make that selection stretch out to a second and sometimes third meal.
I can tell you pasta, Chinese food, and baked potatoes reheat great and French fries, cheeseburgers, and anything with bread is never the same once it’s been refrigerated. I’m keen on reheating chicken fingers and making them new again in a Buffalo wrap and slicing up a leftover steak with some peppers for fajitas.
Good gravy… I must be hungry.
Anyhow, all this to say that among the boxes I had to toss because they aged out, was the leftovers from “Saltgrass” where we had date night last Friday. As I dumped the food into the trash I was reminded about two things.
- How disappointed we were at pretty much everything about the restaurant. Driving home we agreed we’d never go back.
- How I couldn’t remember having a worse cheeseburger…. And that I should definitely blog about it.
Why? Because what’s the use of only “reviewing” the bomb burgers I’ve had the pleasure of eating if I don’t balance that out with the less than stellar experiences?
I mean, they can’t all be winners right? And part of a balanced account of places I’ve been would be writing about those bad bad burgers. This one was actually a surprise. I mean, it’s a steak house so producing a good burger should be in their wheelhouse.
When I read the description in the menu, I already had a bad feeling about it. American cheese? That’s a red flag. And nothing special listed, no options for sauces or additional toppings like avocado, fried egg, onion strings, etc. so it’s very basic bitch to begin with. Still.. I don’t usually order any of that stuff anyway and you can make an amazing burger without all that (not with American cheese mind you).
When the burger came it was over cooked and there weren’t enough of the standard toppings so I had to half it (which I always do anyhow) and slide what I could on the half I was going to eat right away. It was very blah.
How did they get the flavor out of the meat before cooking it is what I wonder. I mean, any way you slice it, the beef itself should be tasty but it wasn’t really. But I was hungry so I ate the half I’d cobbled together. And when it came to boxing up the leftovers, the other half didn’t make it into the box. Just Jim’s steak and Mac and cheese.
I think the best thing we had there was the baked potato soup, which might just be because we were starving when we arrived.
All this wasn’t helped by the fact that our waiter was also not great and we waited a long time for everything. He showed up at our table with a joke when he took our drink orders and then told basically the same joke when he took our food order like he didn’t remember what tables he’d made that joke with already. Jim and I looked at each other and rolled our eyes.
Anyhow.. there you have it folks.. the Saltgrass Cheeseburger review. Like I always say “they can’t all be winners.” 😜
But they are rarely this big of losers.
That’s it for today. I now return you to your regularly scheduled blog posts.