The L.o.C. Gastro Diaries: The Met Bar & Grill

So when I started this thing (around last week...) I decided that it may be beneficial to comment on not only what I'm reading, watching, smelling or stealing, but also what I'm eating and drinking. Because I am in the mood and still too full to move and do something productive, I will today write about The Met Bar & Grill, specifically the one in Natick, MA. Yes, the one in the abominable Natick Mall Collection (hisssssss).

To celebrate our last day of temping together at our temp-of-the-month position, my co-worker and I decided to celebrate with tall drafts of bubbly brew and red meat. Yes, it was a true ladies night out.

I'm going to keep this simple: it was satisfying. No...it was saaaatisfying. The kind of satisfying that is so satisfying that you have no choice but to roll off of your bar stool at the meals end and make the slow march back to your car in a gastronomic stupor. The fact that one must also navigate through a mildly frightening and mostly-hidden secret hallway that winds behind all of the hip new stores to get into the faraway parking lot you left your silly little red Civic in to escape makes the experience a bit less satisfying, but that is no one's fault but my own. Or possible my co-worker's fault because it was she who demanded we park near the new American Girl Store. Oh, folly!

That was meant to be simple. NOW I'll get simple.

This is what we ate:



A $5 appetizer of Onion Strings and Fries, served in the very basket it was fried in. Service!

This friend and I don't typically enjoy onion rings, but these are strings and therefore very agreable to a ladies palate. We ate more than was attractive. We looked like a couple of moose in a cranberry bog...

That analogy doesn't work at all, but I liked the mental image. Munching moose in a cranberry bog is a MUCH more attractive image than us eating at the Met.

Way off topic. That's just evidence of how good these vittles were. I'm still in a complete stupor.

And, the burger.

I guess Phantom Gourmet RAVES about these burgers, but they like everything and I've never met a phantom I trusted. But they were right, these burgers are boss.

I got the L.A. Burger as an homage to the L.A. trip I have been meaning to make for a while, but keeps getting postponed indefinitely.

It had sprouts, avocado, and sesame seeds. So L.A. Right?

I made a god-awful mess of this. When the bartender brought me a take-home pouch, I refused to let him see the remains because I was so embarassed at what I had done. I did give him a great tip though because he was a water phantom. He literally refilled my water glass twice without me even realizing what had happened. Another testament to the beauty that was this meal.

This was a bit long-winded. Stupor is slowly guiding me towards sleep...slowly...