The Lush Report
We finished our meeting in the city of blues around 4:30 yesterday and settled in at Hooters downtown for some conference tournament excitment.
When we arrived, ran into colleuges who skipped out early. At noon.
They had set a goal, they were going to drink every last BLUE aluminum bottle of Bud Light there.
At 5, when we showed up, they had a pile of 80 empties stacked up. By 7, the mission was completed - the entire supply of commemorative bottles was consumed by our guys. 6 cases.. And the night was young. I’ve got no idea what the final tab was, but they were there till closing - at 1 am. They spent a total of 13 hours drinking. Had to be some kind of record
Me?? I headed off across the street to Mike Shanahan’s, a sports themed steakhouse to watch UNC - Duke.
Duke lost. Yeah!!!
We had fat steaks, and copious amounts of booze. Total tab, for 10, was $965. Which wasn’t too bad, I didn’t think, considering all we drank there.
Steaks, which were thick and well marbled ran $35-45. Service was generally adequate, with on glaring exception,, though I thought my steak was overcooked. I ordered it blue rare, and it was light pink.
Sides at $7 left something to be desired. Wild rice dish was small but well seasoned. Asparagus were a little soft for me, and served only with butter. I would have expected some cream sauce option at least.
Creme Brule was fantastic, but desert was marred by the fact that our coffee came about 10 minutes after we finished desert. Considering the profit center that the desert course is to a restaurant, and the lasting flavor it leaves, this was simply unacceptable. And while the restaurant was jam packed busy when we arrived, by the time we got to desert we were one of the few tables left.
Got back to the hotel, and ended up whyling the night away drinking Rye whiskey with depressed Creighton fans.
