I love steak. I know, I know, it’s a travesty to admit these things in this day and age, but there is something so sinfully irresistible about a quickly melting slab of herb butter on a sizzling ribeye. It’s been such a rough year, and if there is one constant that I can always rely on to pick me up, it’s great food. So when a Miller & Carter presents itself as an establishment that has prevailed through the years, unwavering in its standard of exquisite steak, I am completely and utterly sold. The sides were also incredible. Trust me, I’ve had my fair share of substandard steak, on my lifelong hunting trail (again, so politically incorrect!) for the best steak anywhere. Tip: Expensive doesn’t always equate to good.
Noodles, Fried Noodles 