If it is not on the menu, and is promoted as one of the "specials", just know that it will carry with it a "special" price as well.
In Coach's defense, it was the only special he recognized any of the ingredients mentioned so he figured it was a safe bet. Oh, and it was absolutely delicious!
I've gotta admit, this waiter was good. As soon as we were seated, he came up and asked if we'd like a bottle of water. Yes, a BOTTLE. It very quickly became overwhelmingly obvious (to us, at least) that we don't get out much. We assumed a bottle of water was, you know... like a bottle of water. Not at any point did we hear "bottle" and think "Oh! That must mean its a GLASS bottle, with apparently superior water as it was BOTTLED IN ITALY!" So you can imagine our *slight* surprise when presented with a bottle of water like most waiters present a bottle of wine.
Then, this waiter ever-so-smoothly goes into his recital of the evenings specials. (People, you need to remember that our usual idea of fine dining is Applebee's with the kids. There was not a SINGLE CHILD anywhere in the restaurant! NOT ONE! Naturally that made us beyond susceptible to being swept along by a seasoned waiter.) Now, I live to spoil my man, so when he turned his chocolate brown eyes to me, looking for direction, I just told him to go ahead and get it as I knew he'd like it. Really... what's NOT to like about filet mignon wrapped in bacon, covered in a deliciously creamy mushroom sauce on a bed of steamed spinach and capers?
Me? I'm extremely unoriginal. I got spaghetti. Oh! But I added Italian sausage. Why not live a little?
Lets not forget the slick way this waiter asked what kind of salads we wanted. Not IF we wanted them. I'm tellin' ya, he was just that smooth.
We get to the end of our incredibly enjoyable meal, and the waiter suggests that a nice peach sorbet would complement my dinner beautifully. Sure, why not? Its a special night, so I go ahead with that.
I will admit, this was the best food I have had in a long time. And not just because I didn't have to cook it, either! And the atmosphere in this tiny little hole-in-the-wall restaurant was fantastic. Believe me, I look phenomenal by candlelight. The entire evening was everything I could have hoped, beginning with the fact that Coach surprised me with this restaurant. I was expecting Olive Garden or Macaroni Grill. What I got was so much better.
Bottle of fancy-schmancy Italian water: $5.00
2 small scoops of Peach Sorbet: $6.00
Special of the Day Filet: $31.00
Coach, getting down on one knee in the middle of the restaurant, asking me to marry him all over again: PRICELESS