By the time this post gets put up, our friend JTWW would have been long gone. Haha.
It was a small simple farewell dinner with the housemates, and because our friend here loves steaks, to a steakhouse we were off to. The reason why we chose A Hereford Beefstouw was simply because they started following me on Twitter and we were curious about the place. Um, not much thought went to the selecting of restaurants process. Haha.
The ordering process is simple and straight forward. Ordering steaks can be tedious for waiters (Lots to remember! What cut would you like? How would you like it done? etc). So here at Hereford, just check off how you’d like your steak. Everyone’s given a menu chock full of various kinds of cuts, cured meat, entrees or even non-beef stuff. Every main also comes with a choice of a baked potato or fries.
The menu is also secretly a postcard in disguise. If you flip it to the back, it’s really a king-sized postcard, the fine print at the top says that if you hand this ‘postcard’ to one of their staff members, Hereford Beefstouw will mail it anywhere for you. And they really did. We checked that our friends/families got our ‘postcards’. A really smart marketing technique, no? When you send the postcard to a friend/family, they basically receive Hereford’s menu, and you just helped them promote the restaurant. They only had to pay a mere $1.60 (for international mail) or $0.60 (local mail) for a little bit of exposure. And most likely, the receiver would be excited to share what they’ve received and show it to others, so even more people now know about the restaurant. Well played, Hereford, well played.
It was interesting watching the chef prepare the food, woo-ing and ah-ing at other people’s orders. Then we were fascinated with this that was hanging on the wall:
We were debating about what this thing was for the longest time, before (who we think is) the owner came over to our table. Apparently, it is a 500 year old chastity belt, only 2 left in Denmark.
The person who spoke to us looks almost exactly like the guy in this painting. So that should be the owner of the restaurant, right? Right?
Soon after our debate and enlightenment, our steaks came. A number of us got one of their specials on the board, a century steak (beef cured for 109 days), I forgot what cut it was. The steak was cooked to perfection, so moist and yummy!
We were all very happy with our steaks. Sash got fries instead of a baked potato (the rest of us got baked potatoes) and she made every single one of us try them because they were so good.
We all emerged with happy bellies at the end of our meal. 🙂