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That's the sound you'll hear when it's someone's brithday. They take the person whose birthday it is, put them on a mounted saddle, and have the entire restaurant join in for a good old country time.
Before I get too deep into my review, let me preface it by saying that this is definitely not a place that everyone will enjoy, as it can get noisy and the food portions are generous. That said, I'm a big fan of the roadhouse.
When you first walk in to Texas Roadhouse, you're greeted by a large three-foot tall barrel of peanuts. You'll also look on the ground and see peanuts shells scattered everywhere. To some this might be a turn-off but I was really happy to see it as I love peanuts and anything made from peanuts. You can eat them while you wait, and then once you're seated by the always friendly staff, you get your own personal bucket of peanuts to continue munching.
But moving on, you'll also be treated to another delicious free appetizer as you ponder over the menu items. They bring out a basket of scrumptious bread with cinnamon butter. Normally I wouldn't be a fan of this flavoring, but at the roadhouse it's done right as the bread is very warm and the butter is succulent. There are free refills on this, so don't feel bad about asking.
The menu items themselves are pretty similar to the style of say a Famous Daves or a Chilis. You've got your classic pulled pork, your ribs, your steak, your burgers, your chicken, etc. I've had probably about 60% of their menu and never really been disappointed. All the food was cooked well, and the ribs especially were impressive. They fell off the bone just as the waitress assured us they would, and the sides included only added to the great flavor.
The establishment itself feels very suburban-style-forced, with your typical fare of decorations on the wall and a staff that seems to have the same line of training and attitude. But for some reason, the overall feel of the place just rubs me right compared to other restaurants trying to do the same thing. Maybe it's the fact that a lot of this could be considered comfort food, but hell, why not if it really is comforting.
Get on ur cowboy hat, and take a stroll into the Roadhouse. YEEEEE-HAAAAh
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