G/M Steakhouse, San Antonio, TX
December 16, 2007
Having barely slept the night before (due to a combination of very bad stomach cramps and being stuck in a room right next to the elevator shafts on one side and some aggressively loud French people on the other), Richard and I blearily stumbled out of the St. Anthony Hotel on Sunday morning in search of a cheap yet hearty breakfast. He was insistent on going to the McDonald’s next to the Rivercenter Mall, but my stomach and the dimly-lit parts of my brain protested. I simply couldn’t tolerate the insipidness or the grease of an Egg McMuffin after the night that I’d had. Besides, eating at McDonald’s just feels like giving up. I needed real food.
We walked, semi-aimlessly, towards the Alamo. And within five minutes, we stumbled across this, directly across from the Alamo itself:
Richard was sold on the $3.50 breakfast special; I was sold simply on the word “breakfast.” Continue reading G/M Steakhouse