Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Redless Robin

Jim and I went to Red Robin for lunch today and it was one of the worse dining experiences there. Our server was super slow and annoying (although that may admittedly be my present mood coloring reality). We got our usual order: Jim with his Monster Burger, no mayo, no salt on fries and me with my Garden Burger, sub Boca patty, no Bistro sauce, no pickle, and no salt on fries.

What she brought me was a disgusting mess. It was a Boca burger with onion and cheese. I was like, what?! It didn't even look remotely appealing. She replied that they were out of Gardenburgers, so she decided to do that instead for me. Okay, FIRST of all, I actually did order a Boca burger, so in other words, she screwed up my order. SECOND of all, what made her think that she could just switch up the patty without at least asking me about it or explaining when she brought it to me. THIRD of all, why did she think it was okay changing the rest of the order by holding the lettuce and adding cheese? I was super annoyed, but I have this theory about sending things back: if you do, you're eating it with some server spit. So I just had her bring me out some lettuce and was like, whatever. Oh and for the record, there was a disgusting amount of onion on that thing.

Anyway. I took off the cheesy half of the bun and just ate it half-protein style with lettuce for the other half of the bun. Jim took my discarded half and wrapped it around his Monster burger. At least his burger was fine. And the fries were pretty good today. Nice and crispy.

To add to my annoyance, I had to physically get up to get us more napkins cuz she forgot to bring them. Then she had the nerve to do my number one pet peeve which was calling me "hon." Now, if she was older than me, I'd be okay with it. But when I'm already annoyed with you and you're younger than me, don't call me some condescending cutesy name.

Wow, I just came off as a royal bitch. Heh. Oh, you might ask where the tomatoes in all of this was. Well, with the salmonella scare going on with the tomatoes right now, apparently no one at Red Robin got them. Of course, our server didn't bother to tell us that. There I go in full-on bitch mode again, huh?

So after work I ran a couple of errands which included picking up some chicken breasts for Midget. After my telephone appointment with Midget's Homeopathy Consultant yesterday, I agreed to try starting her on a raw food diet. I know, I'm one of those crazy pet owners. I'm not even sure I believe in Homeopathy. But what the hey. It can't hurt, right?

Jim and I made some tacos for his dinner. It really was a minimum amount of cooking and super easy. I grilled tomatillos and a serrano chile. While they were cooking away, I juiced a lime into the bowl of a food processor and then added diced red onion, a couple of garlic cloves, cilantro, and honey. After the grilled veggies had nice charred marks on them, I briefly sauteed them in olive oil before adding them to the food processor. Unlike Bobby, I seeded and de-ribbed the serrano, and then I finally turned the food processor on. Because I no longer have a blender, the food processor had to do, and it was more than adequate.

The mixture went back into the saute pan and I added some shredded rotisserie chicken in. Then all's we had to do was grill some blue corn tortillas, crumble some queso fresco, and then put 'em together. Easy as pie. I tried the salsa before adding the chicken and I liked it. The honey gave it a different flavor than Tyler's version, and I definitely liked the red onion in there.

When I got home, I gave Midget a chicken breast half. I couldn't believe that she started licking it immediately with no hesitation whatsoever. It's like she knew exactly what to do. I was completely floored. It took her a while to figure out exactly how to eat it, but she certainly knew it was food. I was pretty grossed out.

Jim and I walked her later on and she was completely bursting with energy (in comparison to how she's been). She even went off exploring in the bushes by herself. So maybe there's something to this raw chicken after all. *shudder*

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