Yvette's Inner Geek Blog

It was a dreary day that didn’t start off so well. No classes for me and Ben also had the day off. Would a little sun or snow or blue skies really have been too much to ask for?

We didn’t eat lunch so opted for an early dinner. We thought about driving to Salt Lake to try one of the restaurants on our list, but were kind of blah about driving very far, and ended up going to Outback Steakhouse. It’s been a long time since we’ve eaten there. Neither of us are big steak eaters, but that’s what we felt like tonight.

We arrived at 3:55 without realizing that they didn’t even open the doors until 4pm. I am accustomed to closing the place, not opening the place. That was odd. Though considering it was technically lunch for us, we were right on track.

I got the smallest “signature steak” or whatever but I sprang for the sautéed mushrooms. Mmmmm… they were really good. But they were lukewarm when they arrived and cooled quickly. Not enough to complain about, but the very eager-to-please waiter asked, so I mentioned it. He jumped to get me more, and I was like, no, really, there are plenty here and it’s not a big deal. He insisted, and brought me out another small bowl of them. Ben sneaked a couple, but I ate the majority of what I got because, like I said, they were goooood.

There were some left over that I packed with the remaining broccoli and chunk of steak. The waiter asked if I wanted more mushrooms to take home. That surprised me, and on another day I might have said yes. Instead, I declined and just wondered how broke he really was since he seemed to teeter on desperately working for a bigger tip.

Whether or not that’s the case, it was interesting to me how closely desperation and eager-to-please look from the outside.