Out and about with my 2 favorites (Ben and Colette) on Saturday with food in mind. Colette picked the restaurant and we knew it would be Red Lobster. When she picks, it’s always Red Lobster.
The service was lackluster and the food was bad. I had blood in my plate but the steak was looked done. The pasta choices for Ben and Coco were equally as unappealing. I ate very little and the guy that never leaves a bite of food walked out with a box.
Food smells in the car never bother me, but this time I could barely stand it. A couple other stops later and we knew the take home boxes would (and should) be thrown away. That was the first thing we did upon arriving back home.
The remainder of the night I spent on the couch and in bed… so sick I thought I’d die. I’m pretty sure my steak had gone south and the dark center wasn’t really that it was overdone, but instead dark as in spoiled. Basically, we paid $70 bucks for poor service and yucky food.
One bad experience and I can promise that we won’t eat Red Lobster for a very, very long time. I sure was happier on the way there than on the way home.
