Chris G.
Yelp
Let me start by saying that I'm not a huge fan of Carrabba's. It's slightly above average for pseudo-upscale corporate Italian, and you almost get what you pay for. If you keep your expectations low enough, they'll (usually) be met.
My sweetie, however, *loves* Carrabba's. So we eat there a lot. Like, a LOT, a lot. Just looking back at slightly less than a year, on just one of the cards I use when eating out, I was appalled to see just how much money we'd spent at Carrabba's. Our average ticket for the two of us is about $58, and I always tip right at 15%, even 'though it's always curbside pickup, and even 'though something's almost always wrong, because I know how bad service staff get shafted by corporations.
That said, there's one thing that they've got that I USED to love on their menu. Shoot me for saying this, but when the Tuscan Grilled Ribeye was first introduced, Carrabba's suddenly had one of the best mid-price steaks anywhere, loads better than their corporate siblings across the street at Outback. For a year or so, I no longer dreaded when my sweetie got a craving for Chicken Bryan. I could order my usual, and we'd both be happy (if substantially poorer).
But the last six months or so, every time I've ordered the Tuscan Grilled Ribeye, it's been overcooked. I know, expecting a corporate Italian joint to know how to properly cook a steak is NOT keeping my expectations low enough, so I shouldn't be surprised when they're not met.
I've called to complain three or four times, and I think I was told that some sort of something would be mailed out for my trouble (I can't remember what, exactly, and it never actually happened, so there was nothing to refresh my memory). But tonight was a step too far, so I'm finally taking it to the internet.
For once, it was my love who wanted the Ribeye, *not* me. She ordered it rare, with the Marsala sauce addition. I (stupidly) didn't check carefully enough in the car, so I was home before I realized that they didn't include the Marsala sauce -- but that might've been forgivable. What isn't forgivable, what IS, in fact, a crime against beef, is a steak ordered rare that's not just overcooked, it's cooked practically to oblivion. This steak, that (according to their menu) was supposed to be "Rare: Cool Red Center" was way over on the grayer side of "Medium Well: Warm Brown/Pink Center". Just look at the photo of that awful thing! And then imagine having just paid almost $40 for the dubious privilege of having to offer that sad meal to someone you love.
I'll probably not be able to convince her to stop going to Carrabba's. But maybe I'll at least be able to save someone else from the horror of ordering an overpriced, ill-advised, inaccurately prepared disappointment from an indifferent establishment that clearly doesn't care a bit about their (foolishly, ridiculously) regular customers, any more than they care what their cook staff is doing.