The closing of the day out front the Majestic View
By the time we roll back to the Lodge, the sky has not yet rolled back her blue eyes, although her sparkles and rays have become soft and pale on the western landscape. The colors of the trees and plants in front still shine in the evening as brilliantly as they had when we'd arrived in the morning. Their weary leaves slowly laying to rest for the night. The closing of the day turning down. We immediately head inside...the scent of steak is strong on the wind and the pack is tired and hungry. We bust in, past the swinging doors of the Saloon and get situated at a long table away from the center of the room. Tonight, we gorge!! I guess they wanted to keep the feeding frenzy away from the rest of the animals, lest they make a break for it hahahaah!!
I cant believe that i didnt grab more pictures of the steakhouse at the lodge.
A fine and furry friend greets guests at the door...
The lobby is filled with "locals" to greet us at the door, and at every step within. Mountain lions & bears, antlers and beaded indian headdresses. A sylvan fountain springs life inside the center of the steakhouse. The wall hangings, paraphenalia and waterfall fountain give just the proper atmosphere for a lodge steakhouse. The gigantic bay windows pan across the length of the restaurant, offering a spectacular view for dining of the majestic view outside. I would say that all in all, the decor and atmosphere of the restaurant far exceed the abilities of the kitchen. Everyone seemed to rate the food quite highly, but i am quite critical of a "steakhouse" and of steaks hahaha. Since the house would not cook my steak "to order" i decided to avoid a scene and opted for the Full Rack of Ribs.
Artichoke hearts & crostini...
But not without first starting with Crabcakes. I know, i know...how can someone so critical of steaks so easily order crabcakes in a landlocked state hahahaha?!?! Meh...that adventurous feeling took over i guess. I know what to expect from a mediocre steakhouse, but one never knows what to expect from crabcakes in Utah hahahaha!!!
Sal summoned an Artichoke Heart & Crostini platter, stocked quite liberally with a mound of artichokes in oil flanked on all sides by a circle of crostini. The artichoke hearts are nothing to write home about, but the do not disappoint either, they are what they are. The crostini though, im still having a hard time figuring them out. They are only brushed and seasoned on the top side, the bottom side is still raw unadulterated baguette.
The bread has been in an oven, but not for long enough, leaving the bottoms soft and fluffy, quite an eclectic mix of textures. They are not crispy or crunchy on top, which they ought to be, but they are not soggy on the bottoms either, but they feel that way. Still, once you put all components together and stuff it into your mouth, you quietly come to the conclusion after a long day of dusty trails and the middle american sun: Makes mouth happy!
The Crabcakes, i do believe, are the pinnacle of my dining experiance here at the Majestic View. The Lodge itself, delivered above and beyond my expectations of both accommodations, and the view. These crabcakes in the same fashion delivered above and beyond my expectations.
A full rack of ribs...
..which were low to begin with hahaha, i was not expecting much. Now these are not light and fluffy crabcakes, they do not have giant nuggets of crabmeat, nor a regal mix of rough herbal textures, but the breading on the outsides are extremely savoury...makes mouth water. They give a deep and intense treat to your nose before and after cutting into them, releasing golden deep fried goodness.
My Full Rank of Ribs is actually quite good. I hammer off some ribs to share with my boisterous brethren and then proceed to rub the BBQ sauce all over my face, spreading behind the ears and then across my neck and throat...once thats done the only thing left on my plate is bones hahaha!! The waitress told me that she believe the ribs to be beef ribs, but they turned out to be piggie ribs.
Another good looking steak dinner...
..which actually works out better in my favor. The meat does not slide off the bone, so i know they didnt bother preboiling the meat, which is a nice change of pace...gives BiG something to do: gnawing on bones hahaha ^^. The sauce is not too sweet..medium bodied in consistency. No chunky bits of grilled onions. My teeth have meat stuck between the gaps, which liberal brushing does not seem to free up hahaha...!! The green beans and baby carrots are a bit overdone, no crisp or give left in their tired fibres, but makes for ease of chewing ^^
I did get a taste (of Nhi's steak i believe) of the steak, and it wasnt too bad. The nubs of fat on the ends of the steaks looked delicious. No marinade so probably dry rubbed.
The dessert of Champions!!
..the salt brings out the natural flavor of the steak, and the crisscross grill marks patterns on the surface still have deep and bloody streaks and patches of uncharred meat in the diamonds. Woulda been perfect charred and raw hahaha!! Tracy, bless her sweetness cut up the rest of her steak into bite sized peices for Jenn, and everyone chipped in this and that into the "Jenn offerings." I think she got the best dinner of all when she awoke after we retired to our rooms hahaha.
At the end, we ended up splitting a brownie decked out with scoops and scoops of ice cream, drizzled with chocolate. No one would own up to the torrentuous dessert so everyone took turns taking swings with their spoons. A flash of silver, and another nibble taken, but it never seemed to loose shape of volumn.
The rest of the world has fallen away...BiG is in complete concentration as he makes love to his dinner!
..the never ending brownie delight ^^. By the time i got done with my ribs, there was still a lot left, but like most of the table i was only able to take a few jabs here and there before folding in the clinch. A few mouthfuls was really more than adaquate by that point. Our stomachs full, our eyelids heavy with meat & ice cream, slowly made our way back to our rooms, the air singing the serenades of the cool desert night.
Sleepy Nappy time for the magic yet to come...After stuffing out faces silly, most of us resigned back to the room to take a breather before the festivities later that night. The more ambitious however made use of the pool and hottub, sweating and soaking their legs and limbs from the epic journey we'd just accomplished for the day. Everyone performed like a champ, and got their much needed and deservedly earned rest.