Hubby and I had the rare occasion to utilize the services of a babysitter in order to have a date night. What?!?! I know, seriously! He’d been working so many overtime hours on a project at work that they gave him a nice hefty gift card to Gumbo’s, a local legend here in these parts.
We had been to Gumbo’s years ago based on the recommendation of a friend. I was underwhelmed then but well hey, a gift card is a gift card, right? If nothing else I could choose from a great wine list and enjoy some shrimp because well, shrimp are hard to mess up.
So we get to Gumbo’s and there’s this HUGE notice on the door saying that they’re not honoring this certain gift card because they’re not affiliated with the Gumbo’s in downtown Austin any longer. So, humph. Strike one. Here we have this wonderful gift card and can’t use it. Ok, what to do…what to do. Well, I say, we’re here. The babysitter is there, we might as well eat.
We get to the desk and find out that the reservation we’d made DAYS ago somehow didn’t show up on their list of reservations. She informed Matthew that she put our name on her list. Now picture this. It’s raining like crazy outside, it’s 7:30 on a Friday night and the waiting room is PACKED. So I march up to the desk and ask how long it’s going to be, and vocally, though politely, express my dismay at the situation. She assures me we’ll be next and I can hear the grumbles of hungry patrons behind me. Tough, I think. You should have made a reservation. For all the good that did us!
So we get seated. Now some might call the dining room quaint, but I call it tiny. And cramped. And loud. Very loud. Did I say loud? So we order. Here’s a link to the site if you want to see the full menu: www.gumbosroundrock.com
I had a grilled shrimp dish served over a cream sauce. Matthew had a spinach salad. The shrimp were not bad but they had that chloriney taste to them that comes from having been brined. Yuck. The ‘cajun’ seasoning on them was almost enough to cover the taste but the cream sauce was nothing more than a bland puddle on the bottom of my plate. But when we combined the yummy bread and the garlicky compound butter with the sauce then we had a winner!
Matthew’s salad was the poorest excuse of a spinach salad I think I’ve ever seen. He had this sad looking puddle of greens on his plate/bowl scattered with some chopped strawberries that my son could have chopped nicer. Then this obnoxious scooped ball of goat cheese. Now had they mentioned goat cheese on the menu he wouldn’t have ordered it. As it was, it was gross and just sat there like a vacant eyeball staring at us.
For dinner I ordered the Fish St. George that is described as:
fish of the day, pan sautéed in lemon pepper flour and butter, deglazed with white wine,and topped with sautéed crabmeat & scallions in Creole herbs & spices over herb butter garlic cream sauce
It came with gorgonzola mashed potatoes. I had the trout. Much to my dismay the salmon was Atlantic (achem, farmed) and for these prices I’d certainly expect wild salmon. Anyhow, my dinner arrived and was this sad looking beige on beige plate of food. My trout fillet was topped with crabmeat sure, but it was as far from lump as one can get. Sysco canned crab. Yum. There wasn’t a scallion to be found though the green would have been a welcome change to my beige plate of food. Again, the flavors were boring. Boring. Did I say boring?
Matthew had the: CHICKEN-MUSHROOM
grilled chicken breast, served over creamy mushroom, bacon, and garlic sauce pasta
Mostly because he’s a sucker for anything creamy and anything bacon. Well his dinner cost $14.00 and was the saddest puddle of overcooked noodles topped with dried out chicken that I’d seen in a long time. And not even a huge portion. You could have had the same, well cooked meal at Cheesecake Factory and come home with enough for lunch the next day.
Pathetic is the only thing I can say about our meal and yet people continue to laud this place and line up for it in droves. DROVES I say! Do yourself a favor Austin, go to Truluck’s instead. At least there you get much better quality food for the same price and the service is spot on.
Don’t even get me started about the service at Gumbo’s. So now we’re stuck with this gift card; I can only hope the downtown location is better. By the reviews I’ve read it seems to be.
Thank god for the bread…at least it was decent.