So, you know when you've run about five miles in late afternoon and haven't eaten lunch and all you want is a decent meal of some protein and carbohydrates? Have you ever experienced the disappointment of a not so decent meal in this situation? If not, take my word that it is irritating, frustrating, and has the capacity to ruin the evening. After my run this afternoon, I decided to try Phil's Ice House for the first time. Their menu seemed interesting so, why not? Here's why not: they drench the buns in what must be a pound of butter or oil or something similar; they don't cook your meal to order (although I did like the cheddar more than I thought I might); it's impossible to taste any one part of the burger with all of the grease; and, finally, by the time you get through the burger, you are too full of said grease to enjoy rather decent and unique fries. Maybe on another day when I wouldn't have been quite so hungry, Phil's Ice House may have been a hit, but not today. Unfortunately, I'm not sure they'll be getting a second chance.
