Our reason for going was twofold.
1) We needed to celebrate Denny's promotion. Blog Shout Out: Congrats Denny!
2) We needed to try this restaurant.
The Stinking Rose is a restaurant dedicated to garlic. I love garlic, so naturally this is a match made in heaven. We had no idea if we'd need reservations and so Mikey called and we got their voicemail which sounded like it was narrated by this guy:
I'm already in love with it (and we didn't need reservations). So Denny, Mikey, Amy, Jackie, Caroline, Daniel and I climb around a table and stare at the menu.
Garlic Wine.
40 Glove of Garlic Chicken.
Surf and Turf (All garlic enhanced, of course).
Garlic Encrusted Baby Back Ribs.
Garlic Rolls.
Garlic Ice Cream.
Holy friggin' crap. This is awesome. Our poor waitress, not only was her name Agnes, but she told us about how she cannot get the smell of garlic out of her hair. Now, I love garlic as much as the next guy, but its not exactly a scent you want for yourself. The price you pay to work with delicious food, I suppose.
We pussed out when it came to the garlic wine, so we made sure we hit up the garlic ice cream. Do NOT- I repeat, DO NOT- get it. The consensus was WHAT THE FUCK ARE WE EATING?!
The surf and turf was delicious (and it was amusing watching Denny and Amy trying to get the crab out of the shell).
And the decor is lots of fun (just not as fun as the garlic hat they make the poor host wear). Will I be back? Sure. It's an event place though- not so much a place you could just.... go.
We all went home and brushed our teeth and took showers. It was coming out of my pores, I swear it.
Definitely hit the place up if you have a taste for garlic (and lets be honest, who doesn't?) and a fun group to smell really bad with.
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