Your husband's a therapist? Really?

I'm not sure why, but I think that is SO interesting...

Why do I have such trouble finding past reviews? I search BlueStone and find nothing then by searching on the web I find a link to this review (via urban spoon). This isn't the first time I've had this problem with the search engine. What am I doing wrong?

In my opinion, that review should have been removed from the Web site altogether. It was published in 2004, which makes it absolutely useless. You can be sure that the menu and probably the staff and for all I know the owners are different by now. I'm sorry you found it. It's really not fair to the restaurant. EL

But hey, if you take some of us with you, that allows you to try multiple dishes!

See, we're only thinking of you and how we can make your life easier...

This may sound odd but I am against reading any review of anything ever. I won't go into why.

Most of your regular contributors would probably love to join you for dinner. But my hunch is that to preserve your anonymity, you limit your dining companions to a few good friends (as well as your husband.) It's unlikely that Owl Meat is secretly the proprietor of the Prime Rib or Lissa spends her days dishing out sushi at Ra. But why takes chances? On the other hand, if you ever need a few volunteers to assist you in vetting some new dining spot's vittles, consider this a formal application.

3) MrBilly, get in line, please. It's a long line.

Geeze, Sam, at least you get free corned beef and cabbage.

I like Michael's idea for a contest. Best amateur review gets dinner for 2
Can I get a second?

Eve, corned beef and cabbage pales in comparison to the gold-plated plates that E.L. exclusively eats off. I hear she won't set foot inside a restaurant if it doesn't have a velvet rope outside ...

Even worse than that now Sam. She demands that doves be sent into the air beforfe she makes an entrance.

OMG, golden-plated doves.

Don't the doves have trouble on take-off with that gold plating?

Sam,
Does EL have her own soundtrack?;-)

Eve,
You should know that Sam did suffer for his story. One day, looking a little peaked, he told me he'd have to eat the last dish and finish the piece in the morning. He was corned-beefed out.

MrBilly2U can have my place in line. I gave up hope long ago (but that was before I knew that Mr. L was a therapist ...)

RayRay, soundtrack? Ha! EL has her own marching band. Here's a video documenting her ride to the restaurant: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gz3Cc7wlfkI&feature=related

Does EL have her own soundtrack?

Here's how it goes: First the intro to White Snake's Here I Go Again, then mimes in purple body suits and white makeup release the doves, then a path of strewn rose petals is laid down by chimps in tuxedos.

El, remember my offer from an earlier topic, you pick the restaurant and I'll pick up the check to save the bankrupt Sun a couple of bucks.

OMG,
What does the gay albino midget eskimo amputee do?

Kate, I read Sam's account of his research on his blog.

Sam all I hear is "Kill the wabbit, kill the wabbit, ..."

You and OMG, aka the Shecky Brothers, need to coordinate your schtick.

In my opinion, that review should have been removed from the Web site altogether.

That's the beauty of the Web: Whatever has ever been posted is still out there somewhere.

Sam, that music (without the fat lady singing) is my cellphone ringtone. And, yes, VoodooPork, I also think "Kill the wabbit,.."

I so get the married-to-a-therapist angle. That must the way you have stayed so sane for so long doing work that would drive most people bonkers way before they would expect it. What's that definition of insanity ... doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results??

Yes, Canon, that is called perseverance in psych terms, I think.