New Steakhouse - blah

It was too good to be true, frankly. Anyone could have told you that. A new Steakhouse on Whidbey Island? Not a chance in hell this could work. And it hasn't.

I took Josh to an early dinner last night, I'd heard a few good things about the Red Sky Steak House so I thought we'd give it a try.

First off, the decor is lovely. Updated and modernized.

Secondly, they were out of loin. So we asked to substitute the meat (2 oz smaller, mind you), which the waiter readily agreed to, yet they didn't do it. Instead they brought him the other cut of meat as it occurs in their menu originally. Which is to say, without the bacon wrapping or mushrooms. So not so very tasty after all. My cheeseburger was great, btw.

Thirdly, there was a table two tables over celebrating something. Four couples and an older man. All of which spoke at the top of their voice the entire meal, with the elderly father literally bellowing over them. When our waiter came around to ask how our meal was, we mentioned the issue with the meat substitution (he nodded, sadly) and when we mentioned how loud it was, he replied "there's nothing we can do." Which, honey, ain't true. I've worked in restaurants for ages. Asking a table to keep it down is pretty much a nightly occurrence.

Then, finally, when the folks left this delightful silence ensued and we all breathed a sigh of relief until the waitress turned on an iPod stereo and kept turning it higher and higher to our amazement. Apparently, she wanted some tunes while she cleared the loud guests' table!

All in all, we won't be returning. Nope.

In other worlds, our fridge is dying a slow death. *shakes head* It's always something in home ownership.