Comments on: One last point about where Marsha and I could eat….

By: Melvin Anh

Melvin Anh — Fri, 01 Apr 2005 11:43:43 +0000

There is a Ruth Chris Steak House next to the place I did my internship in
Boston. Never went there, but it was certainly in evidence.

Marsha

By: Neva Marjory

Neva Marjory — Fri, 01 Apr 2005 02:39:29 +0000

Annie, you reminded me of a story…A few years ago, my old boss and I
stopped at a place called Geoffrey’s in Malibu. We stopped because it
was on a cliff overlooking the Pacific. We had just flown into LA and
were on our way to Ventura. Tired, hungry.

The crowd was mostly gorgeous girls around 20 and men (not so
gorgeous)around 60. The waiter brought out the menus and I was
salivating over curried carrot soup vs roasted pepper soup, mushroom
pate vs pesto potatoes, etc. My boss looked around and noticed that
there were men eating meats, and asked the waiter how they had REAL
food and the menu (calligraphied as it was with paragraph descriptions
of vegetarian delicacies)had only rabbit food. The waiter said he
would bring the alternative menu. It was one typed page, kind of used
and dirty. It listed "beef" "veal" "chicken" "shrimp" with no
descriptions, and each dish said "market price."

When Erv asked for a little more information, the waiter asked "Do you
really care, or are you only here because it makes her happy? Adn then
she’ll make you happy" Erv said that we worked together. The waiter
said "Sure. I’ll bring you a steak."

The bill was outrageous, the view was marvelous, the food was
terrific, and the people-watching was sublime.

All in all, Erv and I worked together for 9 years. We were on the road
together about 40 weeks out of each year. We ate back and forth across
the country — me always looking for a fresh veggie and great
chocolate cake (I wasn’t diabetic then), and he, the omnivore tending
towards carnivore, looking for "substance". We never failed to find
places where we could both get fed.

By: Neva Marjory

Neva Marjory — Thu, 31 Mar 2005 22:21:33 +0000

The founder’s name is Ruth something (NOT Chris)– "Chris" is, I
think, the name of her son. It’s kind of like the "Carl’s Junior"
chain in Southern California — you ***think*** it should be Carl
Junior’s, but it isn’t.

I’m unsure what kind of steaks they serve — when I was adopted by my
canine companion 10 years ago, I went to the supermarket to buy her
some meat. I wanted beef, but didn’t know that there were "beef"
"lamb" "veal" and "pork" choices. I have developed a great
professional relationship with my butcher over the years. It sounds
like I’m an idiot, but until that point, I had never even looked in a
meat case.

By: Maggie Beck

Maggie Beck — Thu, 31 Mar 2005 19:30:51 +0000

so there REALLY is a place called Ruth’s Chris Steak house… wow.
i believe it was either in a book i read or a movie i saw…
i don’t get the name though. shouldn’t it be Ruth Chris’ steak house..
what is a Chris Steak then??? hehe
Rebecca

By: Lenny Roberson

Lenny Roberson — Wed, 30 Mar 2005 18:52:37 +0000

there was a resturant in Atascadero CA called Jeanies
that a friend and i used to frequent. i am whatever
the opposite of a vegan is. i love meat. but there was
another woman who ate there a lot. they had lots of
veggies on the menue, but not vegetarian plates per
se. they would grill up portabella mushrooms,
zucchini, green beans and onions for her. it looked
heavenly. and smelled good too. if portabellas are
available all sorts of things can be done with them.
ethnic resturants also can be a very doable thing.
they usually have a variety of veggies as well as
meats