Marty and Tony occasionally twist my arm into going to Ruth’s Chris Steak House on US One in North Palm Beach. Last night’s dining experience snapped my arm off at the shoulder joint. Here’s a few low lights of the evening.
We started with a side order of onion rings and there were only enough for us to have one ring apiece. It wasn’t hot or crunchy so I quickly got over my disappointment of not having two. The House Chopped Salad was fine but we slowly discerned they staffed the kitchen to match the lack of a crowd in the dining room. Fortunately Tony has a new love so we did not notice how terribly long it took for the meats to come.
Marty and I ordered the Porterhouse for two at the bargain price of eighty-five dollars. We asked for medium rare and it came with a warm brown center – adding a touch of crunchiness to the chewy Strip portion. Their steaks are like the price of gasoline. The Cowboy Rib-eye with tax and a 20% tip is now only $62.33. For those of you who don’t eat meat the chicken – which used to be excellent was dry enough to have been cooked yesterday.
My favorite side used to be potatoes Au gratin. When they came out looking like potatoes floating in a cereal bowl we asked what happened and our server, who must be living in the Whitehall Retirement Home in Juno Beach said with a cracked voice – “sir, they’ve changed the recipe.” How do you change the recipe of Potatoes Au Gratin which have been around for centuries.
For our final insult – make that touch of the evening we ordered the hot Raisin Bread Pudding with an extra side of the sauce hot also. You guessed it. The Bread Pudding and sauce came straight from the refrigerator. We asked for the Bread Pudding to go so we could warm it up at home and for the check. Bill Gates would have probably thought four hundred dollars for what we had was fine but not an old retired guy living on fixed income.
I’m sorry I won’t be able to review this once fine restaurant again but slow service, overcooked meat, dry chicken, cold bread pudding at prices I haven’t seen since I filled my gas tank up are too much for –
Uncle Larry