BLT Steak

BLT ain't no BS...

But if you want bull, it can be had every which way but loose. Just like the escorts the old men bring into this joint. I swear, it could be "Pretty Woman 60" in here. The old men are just glad to be alive and kicking and the skanks don't know the difference between live stock and the stock market. But hey, I guess enjoy it while you can, Father Time, because your time is about up... Especially, after eating that Yak they just dropped off on your lap. I put $10 down that he doesn't even make it to the valet... Geezer.

The space is nice and warm without it being over dramatic and trendy. It ain't a cookie cutter steakhouse because the shit is solid... All the way around. The staff knows their shit and the cooks know how to whip that horse meat right in that 1700 broiler. This ain't Ryan's, pal.

Take a gander at why I'm so friggin fat...

From the Blackboard Menu:

Duck Leg Confit - Green lentil salad, warm bacon dressing. Nothing foul about it.

Rib Eye Tomahawk (28oz) - This fucking thing was like Sasquatch's foot! It looked like they hunted his ass down and hacked it off at the shin. The only way to enjoy a creature of this stature is medium rare with the hair properly cinged.

Sauteed Potatoes w/ Wild Ramps - If I eat anymore of this, they will need a ramp to wheel me outta this joint.

Earl Grey Creme Brulee w/ Citrus Shortbread - It really tastes like Earl Grey, those damn Brits will approve.

From the Main Menu:

Scallop and Grits - Prolly the least exciting "special" of the night. A couple of deformed looking scallops and a smear of grits. Eh.

Lobster Salad "Cobb" Style - Nice big ass claw and a chunk or two of tail. Salad was so fresh and so clean clean.

Tuna Tartare / Avocado / Soy-Lime Dressing - Nothing new and inventive but the presentation was cool, like a mini monolith. And tasty...

Chopped Vegetable Salad - I don't care much for green shit but this was a nice compilation of textures and flavors.

Porterhouse (for two) 40oz - Delivered personally by Han Solo to the table, this beast was the size of a Tauntaun... I coulda slept inside it but I ate it instead. Fucking delicious and overwhelming. Now, I know how John Candy felt in The Great Outdoors with the "Ole 96er".

Onion Rings - Tower of fried onions... Sure, why not, they're better than a bag of Funyuns... Funbags excluded.

Creamed Spinach w/ Nutmeg - One bite and the rest is yours Popeye.

Leek & Potato Hash Browns - Greasy, crispy, goodness that helps lube your system for the onslaught of gluttony.

Brussels Sprouts & Chestnuts w/ Bacon - While all side dishes were slathered in butter and grease, these green balls were quite tasty in your mouth.

Gnocchi Pomodoro - Jesus, why stop, it's just a little more carbs but well worth it.

Potato Gratin - Let's face it, you don't come here if you're on a diet. Just order it and enjoy it with that shit eating grin on your face.

I can't write anymore... My fingers are bloated. Run, don't walk... Better yet, Segway.

BURP!

45 Ivan Allen Jr. Blvd
Atlanta, GA 30308
(404) 577-7601