Monday, April 23, 2007

Joe's Stone Crab (Revisited)

Funny story about my dad and Joe's Stone Crab. We decided to have a family dinner at my apartment this past Saturday and my father instructed my younger brother to get 5 mediums from the takeout area of Joe's. When Sean showed up with the Joe's takeout in hand, my father berated him, stating that he meant "selects", the medium size, since "medium" at Joe's is the smallest size. Our father's contention was that my brother should have known what he meant.

Well, the last time I went to the famous crab shack, I ate in the actual restaurant, and Big Bucks Bella always orders larges. They really are a lot better, and eating the mediums gets tedious long before you are full (which could be a good thing if you are calorically challenged). So, the long and short of it is that I have changed my tune and recommend that you order at least the selects, and the larges are even better.

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Thursday, April 19, 2007

Eat It - Hofbrau Haus, Lincoln Road, South Beach (Revisited)

Jeff and I were recently on Lincoln Road after checking out a certain (disappointing) convention that had come to town and decided to give South Beach's branch of Germany's most famous beer garden another shot. What a turn of events! There must be a very long German word for "wow, this restaurant used to suck, have unprofessional staff, lousy service and all of a sudden it's awesome".

We were greeted cheerfully by two lovely young German hostesses who seated us immediately. Our drink orders were taken not 2 minutes after that by a poised young German man with an accent that reassured us that HB Haus had received a shot of authentic discipline straight from Deutschland. Our beers came out fresh and cold in another 2 minutes, after which our dinner orders were jotted down with a nod and more smiling.

We had barely had time to work on the liter of beer we each had in front of us and enjoy some Lincoln Road people watching, when our dinners came to the table. You know the service is good when you don't think about the fact that you are waiting to be served. All around, it was a great experience.

By the way, this is an actual German word, which means "beef labeling oversight transfer law" - Rindfleischetikettierungsüberwachungsaufgabenübertragungsgesetz