The Missus, Robbie, and I dropped by the new
Texas Roadhouse [Warning: audio] in Apple's Way last night. It opened for business on Monday. We were eager to go because TR was actually one of Robbie's first restaurants. We went to the location in Methuen, Massachusetts when he was just 4 weeks old. Here are some quick reactions to last night's visit.
Two things about TR are obvious right away:
- It's new. Customers don't quite know how it all works, and the employees are green. Plus, the peanut shells haven't had time to get ground into every surface. Patience is a virtue.
- It's not from Texas. In fact, it's from Indiana. This is a Texas-themed restaurant, not a Texas restaurant. There's an important distinction there, like the difference between Disney's Main Street USA and an actual main street.
The restaurant is very polished. From the television and chalkboard floor in the waiting area, to the nifty extendable tables, it's obvious somebody has put some thought into how a restaurant should be put together. Then again, they also placed POS machines and server supplies in the path of major walkways. Why do designers do that?
It didn't take me long to come to despise TR's birthday celebration shtick. There's a lot of hootin' and hollerin', the birthday boy or girl sits on a saddle, and then, on the count of three, everybody is supposed to yell 'Yee haw!". It's the sort of thing that might be cute once, but it's really intrusive, and it happened no fewer than five times last night. Five times! Apparently 10% of Lincolnites were born on July 16. Who knew?
Did I mention that TR is loud? It's LOUD. Forget about having a conversation.
OK OK, but how was
the food? [PDF] There were highs and lows. The Missus ordered the mushroom jack chicken sandwich ($7.79). The sandwich received a thumbs-up. The fries, on the other hand, were 25% potato and 75% seasoning. Those puppies were
salty. I love salt, but a single bite of one fry was enough to make my eyes blink.
I went with the 10 oz. Fort Worth ribeye ($13.29) smothered in mushrooms and onions, with mashed potatoes and baked beans on the side. I ordered the steak medium, and it was fantastic. It was tender, it was juicy, it was cooked just right. Two thumbs up. The mashed potatoes, complete with lumps and skins, were good, too. I wasn't a big fan of the baked beans, though. The flavor of the sauce just didn't do it for me.
So let's sum it all up: The joint was loud; the entrees were tasty; and the sides were hit and miss. Overall, it's a place Lincolnites are going to love, not unlike the arrival of Famous Dave's several years back. It's going to be busy for a while, so if you go, you might want to give the call-ahead seating service a try (420-0155).