Yeah, I've found that some places that are good in one area will suck in another. The Roadhouse here is pretty good, although it was a rough night for the employees. It was packed and one of the managers accidentally bumped in to the tray a waiter was carrying. Plates & bowls crashed to the floor and broke. Manager looked pretty upset, but he helped the staff clean it up, checked the ticket, and had to go apologize to the customers.
My brother got what was supposed to be a 20oz steak but it had a huge chunk of fat and gristle that must have been about 3 or 4oz. My mother complained and said it should have been treated as a 16oz instead (but my brother tried to tell her it wasn't an issue for him). The manager saw the amount of fat and agreed with my mother so he took $7 off the bill. The sweet potatoes we got were pretty terrible but we decided not to complain since they already took $ for the steak. Still better than the last time we went to Black Angus.
The Thai restaurant I used to go to is now completely gone and the people who bought it have opened up a little Asian market. I miss my friend Vorn, but I don't know what became of her after she sold the restaurant. The shop that is there sells some nice things-- we got some Char Siew sauce mix (in powdered form) and my brother used it on ground pork to make char siew pork. Usually it's used on a different type of pork, but it worked on the ground pork. It was even better when mixed in to fried rice with a little Hoy Hsin sauce added in. My brother fried up an egg with it. Next step is to find some good veggies to add the next time my brother makes it. Will have to get more packets.
I was up most of the night reading my father's memoirs that I finally found on my computer and got the right program to open. I'm trying to figure out how to convert it to a different format so it can be opened by programs on the web. It's over 160 pages. I was up until 5am reading and then had to go to sleep. I normally can read more than that but some of it made me emotional. The info he had on his adventures in the Army is really interesting. He describes the gear, the uniforms, the ranks, etc. He had some humorous stories and some sad ones mixed in. Mostly funny ones though. He took the test to join when he was 16, joined very shortly after turning 17, spend a couple years in Thailand, and then shipped to Can Tho in Viet Nam.
If anyone is interested I can share a few of the short little tales on this forum.