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| - We came here on Friday with some business associates from San Francisco that wanted a "taste of the southwest" so someone in the group suggested we dine at the steakhouse at Rawhide. Not my idea, but I was just along for the ride.
We got here right as they opened and were seated immediately and a live country band was already blasting the music. Personal reparations must have been due, because I was in my own sweet hell. On the flip side, everyone else seemed to be enjoying the country music. Kids were dancing and people were shouting out requests. Our friendly waiter came over pretty quickly and took our drink orders, brought those out then took our food orders. (HUGE bonus. The waiter carded me, he sure knows how to work the ladies, I made sure the husband left him a big tip. I realized though that if I did actually look 21 - I know, I'm dreaming - and the toddler just turned three, that means it appears that I had him when I was 18 and possibly even got knocked up when I was 17? That's white-trash-tastic!) I ordered some cut of steak and a quarter chicken to share with the toddler. I ordered it medium rare but on the rare side (the steak, not the chicken). Now I don't want to order it rare because they say it will come out cold in the middle so shouldn't medium rare come out just warm in the middle? It always seems to come out more medium, just a tiny bit of pink in the middle. Anyway, we got our iceberg lettuce salads, they were fine and some corn muffins with jalapeños the toddler horded then the entrees came out. My steak was cooked OK. More towards medium but not totally. It was seasoned pretty well and the toddler liked the chicken. It came with some thick, chunky mashed potatoes and a sweet, soft corn mixture. I skipped both of those. It also had a side of grilled asparagus which was nice. I didn't expect that here.
All in all, the food is OK, the priced are high for what you get food wise but I guess you're paying for the experience. Outside the guy giving burro rides was going to give a free one to the toddler because he thought he was a cute little girl (he has long, curly hair) but the toddler chickened out (then of course regretted it and ran after the burros) so that was nice. Everyone was very friendly and it seems like a place children would like. I don't think I'd come here again willingly, but there sure are a lot worse places I cold have been.
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