I’ve had lots of crazy experiences at different restaurants, but leave it to be the ones with my family to just blow the rest of them over. Two big restaurants my family loves dearly are Red Lobster and Steak ‘n Shake. I remember going to both of them as a kid. The last time I went to Red Lobster was in June of this year. I haven’t been to Steak ‘n Shake since 2011. My favorite between the two will always be Steak ‘n Shake. To be honest, I “liked” Steak ‘n Shake’s Facebook page a few months ago. Now everytime they advertise anything new it comes up on my news feed. Then I crave it and have to push it out of my mind. It sucks, but I have to. I’ll go to it someday.
Anyways, back to the plan. My craziest experience at both of these restaurants, and I’ll start with Steak ‘n Shake. It was from my last visit to the restaurant. We were in St. Louis, MO for a Shriner’s visit. We only had an hour until we had to meet with the doctor, and we hadn’t eaten anything since we left. So we went driving to someplace. It took us probably 20 minutes to drive there. Then when we got there and we’re attempting to order our lunch. I was getting worried, my dad was starting to worry, because it took them probably five minutes to bring us our milkshakes. We hadn’t had our Steak ‘n Shake milkshakes in years, so when we officially had them, I think it was safe to say, my dad and I acted like two little kids. We each had the glasses and so once you put the straws in, the liquid instantly ran off the edges of the glass, then it became a free for all. I licked my glass and it so yummy! We got our meals just ten minutes before we left. It sucked that we couldn’t finish them. I never got to finish my cheesy fries. I’m still not happy about that.
The story on Red Lobster starts out like this, this one actually has more than my parents, sister and I. It involves more of my crazy family. It was May 2010, it was a day after I graduated from high school. We had planned on going to Red Lobster for at least two months or longer. Anyways, we were sitting together and it hadn’t soaked in that I was now a graduate, so I still felt like a kid just going to another one of these family gatherings. We were all eating, talking, and laughing like we usually do when we all get together. In the middle of eating, my sister starts asking for everybody’s lemons. We have awesome pictures of my sister with halves of lemons in her mouth. You wouldn’t know she was 14 years old because she hid it well. I’ve just realized these aren’t the most craziest experiences I’ve ever had at a restaurant, but they sure are close.