Thursday, August 14, 2008 @5:55 pm
I'm in Auckland and am just back from a sumptous dinner!
Lovely lovely lovely!
Angus Steakhouse along Fort Lane, off Customs Street.
You choose your piece of steak (from a selection of humongous pieces), bring it to the chef and tell him exactly how you want it done.
You then go to the salad bar and pick from a mouth-watering selection of appetizers.
By the time you're done with your salad, you steak arrives on a hot plate, exactly as you want it.
Full of anticipation and excitement, you cut a tiny piece and tentatively put it in your mouth and start chewing.
You close your eyes, savouring the flavour and feeling the succulence of the meat fill your mouth.
In no time at all, you work your way through the enormous piece of steak until nothing is left.
Satiated, you lean back in your seat.
As the waitress walks past, you ask her for the menu. After a cursory glance, you ask for a mudpie.
The mudpie arrives, and the table of inebriated fellows at the next table start to get even friendlier than before. You have a Gaytime Cone on your table (that was offered by the birthday boy who got a box of it as a present), you then fill it with the mash pototoes sitting on your table and offer it to him. The delighted boy finishes it in no time at all.
As this is going on, you take occasional glances at the inviting mudpie looking up at you, surrounded by a border of cream and ice-cream, striped with chocolate sauce.
But you entertain the boys for a little longer, and while you enjoyed their company and entertainment, you secretly rejoice when they leave for the next stop because you can finally dig into your mudpie.
As with the steak, you tentatively take a first bite.
As with the steak, you close your eyes and take it all in as the richness and sweetness of it fills your palate. And mouthful by mouthful, the mudpie disappears and the plate is clean.
Now, you're truely satiated and can finally take your leave and gush all about your eating experience to the bus driver (who's had the same experience some years back).
And so, that was my time in Auckland's Angus Steakhouse.
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