I spent my birthday at work then at a high school auditorium, sitting for two hours, waiting for my son’s 20 second marimba solo—because that’s what people my age do. Adulting. I hate that word. I could have gone downtown and drunk myself to a stupor like I did in my 20’s. But I actually looked forward to hearing B’s solo, so I decided to spend it there.  I think that’s what being an adult is about—having a host of options and picking the most meaningful one.

It was late as we got home, so we just had the cake i got from Goldbely.

Nevertheless, D wanted me to have a birthday dinner, so he booked a dinner at Mastro’s for this weekend. It is chain of steakhouses all over the US. I would normally frown on anything “chain” but this is an exception. You would think, that as Houstonians, we need another steakhouse like we need another hole in our head. But this is definitely different. The food and service blows away all competitors. If there is one steakhouse I would recommend to anyone, this is definitely it.

I eat out almost 2-3 times a week, and while it’s true that I still feel a lot of excitement when trying out a new restaurant, a steakhouse rarely does it for me. Well, this one did. The energy was vibrant, food was amazing and the exceptional service really blew me away. I’m really glad that there is more availability of good Japanese steak. There was actually a lot of sushi options on the menu but we already ordered way too much food. We will leave that till next visit because we will surely be back!

Mastro’s,   1650 W. Loop South, Houston, TX