can you hear me now?

So, here it is folks, the debut of the much fabled food review. This is actually sort of shotgun being that the restaurant I am about to critique is somewhat commercial. It's a place I ahad not planned on writing about just yet, but the thought of putting down on "paper" just what this place means to me filled me with the giddyness only a five year old should feel. I'm talking about The Original Steakhouse and Sports Theatre on Joppa Road. I have died and found my final resting place. Start the iv's and whatever drips and heart surgical procedures needed to keep the blood pumping through my red meat clogged arteries. The Original Steakhouse has a great atmosphere, with 6 by 8 foot big screens enclosing the bar. For someone with as much A.D.D. as I, that does not bode well. TOO. MUCH. SPORTS. Of course there is no such thing as I love to get highlights and ten screens helps oh so much. I suggest getting there early as it tends to get a wee bit packed. While your waiting for your seat, you can drool over the fantastic cuts of meat, filet minon, new york strip, sirloin, porterhouse,mmmm. Not to be outdone, there are other offerings of chicken and low carb fair. I personally suggest the porterhouse. Very tasty, seasonings are well portioned, very tender, not overpowering or tough. The sides are generous to get you almost to the point where you might think, "MM, maybe 20 oz. of meat may be a bit much", but then the hefty plate arrives and removes all doubt. Ceasar salad, yes please, red meat, indeed, beer, why not! It's definetly a typical guys type of joint, but who cares, if you love a good steak, hit it up. The bar is choc full of tasty brew, the restaurant is full of tasty grub, and to be a bit of a pig, the waitresses are easy on the eyes. I give it 10 grill marks up. Now go, fire one down, I'll wait....GO....NOW!