I hung out with Todd aka Flounderboy tonight. We went to dinner at Ted's Montana Grill, which is a pretty nice chain if you ask me. It's modeled after an old Montana saloon, very nice dark wood interior, low-lights, some bronze on the bar. Everything on the menu comes in either beef or bison. So of course I had to try a buffalo dish of some sort. I wanted the Bison Prime Rib, but they only have that on Friday and Saturday - which is an old fashioned tradition I actually miss. Greta and I used to go out for Prime Rib on Fridays at the Townhouse Tavern in DC. Anyway, I ended up with a bowl of Bison chili and a slow-roasted Bison Pot Roast. Awesome melt in your mouth goodness. Buffalo has the best fat of any animal I've eaten so far. Delicious fat. The Pot Roast also came with the really flavorful green beans and mediocre garlic mashed taters. After dinner, Todd and I saw Sahara which we had both been waiting to see until we could see it together. I have to say it folks, Sahara was a damn fine yarn. It had a slow build, but once they started firing those AK-47's in the desert and jumping onto or off of a hundred different types of transportation with the right amount of them exploding -- well the movie just started to rule. Of course it had desert horsemen, an African Civil war, a genocide, an evil businessman, a dictator, a Civil War Ironclad, classic cars, a hot babe in a bikini, a James Bond style evil lair, and 2 count 'em 2 a horizons full of desert warriors surrounding shit. Actually this movie was a really fucking fun Indiana Jones meets James Bond adventure. I'd recommend it to any one that still has any trace of that 10-year old kid love of adventure left in them.
Originally posted on May 17, 2005 on Myspace.
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