This Is a Steakhouse?
- May 6, 2008
- Rated 1 of 5 by
secrettrance from Northampton, Pennsylvania
Recently my girlfriend and I visited Gregory's for dinner. It was quite possibly the worst place I've ever been to. The atmosphere is non-existent. Upon entering you are greeted by a dining area that looks as though it was a converted pool hall or perhaps even a former strip club. I'm unsure as to why I didn't immediately turn around and go somewhere else but we didn't. We should have.
I ordered a Prime Rib, my girlfriend had Shrimp Fettuccine Alfredo. It is hard to describe the pathetic excuse for a dinner that came out. College students do a better job. First, my dinner. I've made better steaks from London Broil out of my freezer with month old freezer burn on them. The meat was solid, and I mean solid with no juice or taste to speak of. It was accompanied by broccoli and a Baked Potato. The Broccoli was soft to the point of being squishy from overcooking and for some reason the baked potato was still completely wrapped in tinfoil. My Girlfriends Shrimp Fettuccine was just strange. A massive plate wider than your keyboard is long was brought out with no more than half of it having food on it. As though they ran out of plates in the kitchen. The shrimp had obviously not been cleaned properly as the tail chute was still clearly there. There was no real Alfredo sauce to speak of and the Fettuccine was undercooked with a disgusting aftertaste of plastic. Several small pathetic rolls accompanied her dish.
So there you have it. Gregory's is a place to send your in-laws or other people that irritate you. They're sure to have a miserable time and quite possibly get sick off the "food" Gregory's serves. Which means they won't bother you for at least a week or so. About the only positive that can come from a visit to Gregory's "Steak House"