Texas Roadhouse — Restaurant in Christiansburg

Just ate Christiansburg VA Texas Roadhouse. My wife, son and I. Took almost an hour to receive our food. People after us had already eaten and left before we received our food. Waitress said our steaks and food went to the wrong table, leading me to believe they were cooking new steaks for us. Three to five minutes later, the food arrived. All of our food was at room temperature. Steaks, shrimp and chicken (in the salad) were not warm at all. I personally think our food had been ready a long time, and the staff forgot to bring it to us. My steak was ordered medium. It was Medium Rare at best (pictured). Couldn’t eat it. I specifically stated “no sour cream” for my baked potato, there was a large spoonful right on top. When I first ordered, waitress asked if I wanted Chili before meal or with the meal. I stated “before the meal”. Even after all the other food arrived, there was no chili. I had to ask for it to even get it. I really hated to, but after thinking about the situation, and who I think ruined the experience for us, I gave less than a 10% tip. I always give 25-30% tip. Even for minimum effort, as long as everything is correct. Worst meal ever at this location. I had stopped coming here a few years ago, but tried them again a couple of months ago. The meal I had then was excellent. So that’s why I visited today. I think I’ll go back to Outback again. Food at this price should be perfect, as well as the experience. Not to mention I had to travel over an hour round trip to get here. I didn’t complain or try to get my meal free, I just decided to share my experience and save someone else. Very...

Firstly this was our favorite place to go for consistent good food. That is no longer the case. And realizing my own short falls I never left a good review but today was so bad I had to say wow. We just paid $81 dollars for one meal, one appetizer, and 4 drinks. There should have been 2 meals but my medium rare steak was presented as a charred brick. I knew the moment it arrived at the table it was in a state of despair as the steak was visibly dry and the plate lack3d the signature "juice" giving it a chance I made 2 cuts one towards the tip and one in the center both cuts were difficult and grainy. No rolls were brought to the table (A roadhouse staple) they were requested after I sent my meal back and asked for it to be removed from the bill as I did not 2ant to wait another 40 minutes for replacement. Server was insistent that I wait and I understand the need to increase ticket price to warrant a higher tip and I legitimately felt bad (We left a $10 tip) I found that fair with the short falls without holding the server accountable for the kitchen errors. We don't go out often as we have a large household and choose to do nice meals at home with our children but this was an impromptu date night with my amazing hard working wife that was marred by mediocre service and very poor quality control. This will no longer be on our list of go to places to go. This was 2 bad meals in a row when we can feed our entire 8 person household for 3 days at the cost. I caution if your going here make extra time to have your meal remade we just didn't have that liberty with our...

Texas Roadhouse isn’t just a restaurant—it's a haven for those who have lost something precious. When my wife Deborah left me, I was left with a void so deep I didn’t think anything could fill it. But then, I discovered the cinnamon butter rolls at Texas Roadhouse.

From the moment I walked in, the warm, welcoming atmosphere made me feel like I belonged somewhere again. But it was those cinnamon butter rolls that truly spoke to my soul. Soft, warm, and generously slathered in that heavenly cinnamon butter, they brought a comfort I thought I’d never feel again. Each bite felt like it was filling the hole in my heart, slowly bringing back a little of the warmth that vanished when Deborah walked out the door.

As I enjoyed my meal, the memories of happier times with Deborah played in my mind. Texas Roadhouse had become a place where I could find a bit of peace, just like the peace I used to feel when she was by my side. The steaks were perfect, the sides were savory, but it was the rolls, those cinnamon butter rolls, that kept me coming back. Every time I tasted that sweet, buttery goodness, it felt like I was reclaiming a piece of the happiness I lost when she left.

Deborah, if you’re reading this, I need you to know that I've changed. Texas Roadhouse has shown me that sometimes, a little sweetness is all it takes to heal old wounds. Just like those cinnamon butter rolls have filled the emptiness in my life, I know I can mend what’s broken between us. Please, give me another chance. I’ll be waiting for you, Deborah—until...