Steakhouses? I’ve been to a few.
But Gibson’s in Chicago actually surprised me.
I expected the steaks to be good. They were. The atmosphere was less stuffy than many steakhouses. The service better.
But what really surprised me was how often I used the term ‘bone-in’ tonight in polite company. And how quickly it became impolite.
Actually, that didn’t surprise me at all.
I did learn why ‘bone-in’ makes your steak tasty. It’s something to do with the bone marrow melting.
He he. ‘Bone-in.’
