House of Blues Dinner (not advised)

We went to the House of Blues last night for dinner because we were going to show a there and take advantage of that whole "eat in the restaurant- get in early" thing that they do. We're old and we're like that. We even got seats at the show. And sat in them all comfy like while the youngsters went wild. Those days are long gone for us.

But about the food. I had called ahead and was told that we could order anything on their menu that is vegetarian and they could easily make it vegan by just not using the cheese.

Mmmmmkay. Not sounding hopeful.

Get there and we warn our waitress. She seems ok with it and even offers the info that they have "some vegans" (which actually sounded more like 'aliens' from where I was sitting) and she would ask them, too.

Sounding better.

She comes back and has spoken with "Chef". I'm guessing that at this point the "vegans" on staff had retreated to their own planet out of fear. I suddenly want to go there. But "Chef" has some Boca Burgers in the freezer for the artists and could always cook one of those.

In other words, if we don't want Boca Burgers (mmmm.. I'm thinking yummy meaty grill) and we don't, we're on our own with the menu.

I opted for a pasta dish that had 2 kinds of seafood (minus the seafoods and parmesan) with added spinach. Wow. "Chef" really went out of his comfort zone on that one. Jim got a flatbread, minus all cheese and added spinach, too. It would have been nice if they had added garlic or any kind of seasoning to either of our dishes, but I guess "Chef" was too busy with the other 2 tables to give much attention to our food. That's ok, we could eat it. But I'd be embarrassed to serve that food to anyone.

The good news is that World Inferno Friendship Society (one of my nephew's favorite bands- it was for his birthday) was really good and we had those comfy seats.

So since all I've done is talk, that's a pic of a roast I made a while ago. I thought about making it for Thanksgiving, but I'm not. We're going simple with BBQ seitan, oven roasted carrots and potatoes, all ready to pop in the oven when we get to my sister's. See, I'm trying not to be the difficult one. Really, I am.

Tomorrow's post should be better.

We can hope, right?