John Carlson: I’ll Take That, Plus An Operation
By John Carlson— Years ago, in another lifetime when I answered to the name Chowhound, I was paid to eat while writing restaurant reviews. This was not because I had a discriminating palate. Sure, I had eaten at some of Indy’s best restaurants, including St. Elmo Steak House, where slurping its infamous, fiery shrimp cocktail sauce was akin to undergoing electro-shock therapy. Ruth’s Chris Steakhouse was another favorite of my fellow nutcase Mark Di Fabio and mine, with our long-suffering…
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