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I never thought I'd say it, but I'm feeling burnt out on eating at good steak restaurants. I don't mean burnt out forever, fortunately. Just burnt out for maybe a few days after eating at nice steakhouses two nights in a row.
These two dinners were connected to the small conference my company sponsored yesterday. Both meals were with customers. Wednesday evening we dined at Birk's, a nearby favorite for business lunches/dinners since at least the time I moved out here in the 1990s. I dined at Birk's a few months ago, also a business dinner. In fact it was with the same customer— and it was his pick both times. Obviously he likes steak, too. 😅
Thursday's dinner was almost at Birk's again. But my CEO, who wasn't even joining us, interceded and said, No, Birk's is "too twentieth-century" and that LB Steakhouse in Santana Row is where all the cool kids go for steak now. 😂 If nothing else I was glad for something different. Slightly different.
Thursday afternoon I wasn't even sure if I wanted another steak dinner. I was still full from Wednesday's. When my VP expressed concern about too many staff attending the dinner relative to the number of employees I offered to tap out; but he insisted I was one of the important people he wanted to be there.
Ultimately the food at LB was fantastic. And I enjoyed it. But by the time I went to bed last night I already felt like I'd eaten way too much rich food in just over 24 hours. I woke up several times during the night just wanting water. I felt like I still needed more water to wash everything down. I felt the same way until I ate a light breakfast this morning.
It feels like some of this is about getting older. I can't imagine having felt almost sick after eating at steak restaurants twice in a row when I was in my 30s. Indeed between age 35-40 I was doing it on the regular thanks to heavy business travel. It's sad that I can't indulge so much in nice things anymore.
These two dinners were connected to the small conference my company sponsored yesterday. Both meals were with customers. Wednesday evening we dined at Birk's, a nearby favorite for business lunches/dinners since at least the time I moved out here in the 1990s. I dined at Birk's a few months ago, also a business dinner. In fact it was with the same customer— and it was his pick both times. Obviously he likes steak, too. 😅
Thursday's dinner was almost at Birk's again. But my CEO, who wasn't even joining us, interceded and said, No, Birk's is "too twentieth-century" and that LB Steakhouse in Santana Row is where all the cool kids go for steak now. 😂 If nothing else I was glad for something different. Slightly different.
Thursday afternoon I wasn't even sure if I wanted another steak dinner. I was still full from Wednesday's. When my VP expressed concern about too many staff attending the dinner relative to the number of employees I offered to tap out; but he insisted I was one of the important people he wanted to be there.
Ultimately the food at LB was fantastic. And I enjoyed it. But by the time I went to bed last night I already felt like I'd eaten way too much rich food in just over 24 hours. I woke up several times during the night just wanting water. I felt like I still needed more water to wash everything down. I felt the same way until I ate a light breakfast this morning.
It feels like some of this is about getting older. I can't imagine having felt almost sick after eating at steak restaurants twice in a row when I was in my 30s. Indeed between age 35-40 I was doing it on the regular thanks to heavy business travel. It's sad that I can't indulge so much in nice things anymore.
