I do not write long reviews. But tonight, there is poetry flowing through the Missouri night like a river of bourbon, and I am unstoppable. The poison of being alive has seeped into my bones, and the sweetness of it comes as a warm wave and will not be contained by the mundane.I find myself, a traveler in space and time, a soul spanning countries and continents, born in the USSR, another epoch, ancient and obscure history to the aborigines of the Midwest, sitting in a hotel, a vagabond in the middle of his life, hungry and alone.The BBQ joint beckons with neon lights, promising earthly satisfaction that is never deep. Someone else's life has to continue in me, as the motion of planets cannot be stopped, cannot be abated, and drags me, willing or unwilling, 24/7 into the abyss, into the swelling sun."You could have been living in New York," I thought. "Leave now; you are unhappy and bored. You could have been wild, I know you are underneath that black oversized shirt and unremarkable jeans. You want to be a slim poet, high on heroin in a small Chelsea apartment, working in Starbucks during the day. Instead, you choose to be forced to say hi to strangers a thousand times a day and pour them drinks. I hope you free yourself a week from now, rebel; each day is a lost one for you."And brothers of you serving meat at the counters, why, oh why, do you not have my favorite turkey? The only purpose of the birds is to live in the air. The only purpose of the BBQ is to have meat that the weary traveler wants. Has the world order shifted while I slept in my hotel room, an uneasy drowse between dark and light? Has a new disease emerged from China and killed all these turkeys overnight? Or maybe truckers strike against the self-driving devilish machines and blocked the I-70 for days? Has the manager of your establishment had too many drinks last night and said in a sudden pain, "No more turkeys," and shot herself through the eye, blood spattering, town talking for months?Having consumed mouthwatering meats, I was looking at the plastic fork. "Metal utensils," I thought. "That is what will save humanity from decay." Back to my room, back to my mysterious mission of being alive and chasing the chimeras...
Read moreYou here the name "Sugarfire" and most people would say how good, and "OMG!", and how much they love that place! I have always heard great reviews from just about anyone that has been there. Well, let me tell you about my first experience. It was this past December and at work, we were wanting a Christmas lunch. We placed an order with the newest location in Wentzville, MO., over $150 worth of food. Brisket, pork, sausage, sides, and desert. I went to pick up the order and they handed me two brown paper, "grocery style" bags. I was excited as they handed them over! When the handles were placed, one in each hand, I immediately noticed how light the heft of the bags were! Confused by the thought of, what I would consider $150 of food would way, I looked into the bags and was astonished at the size of the containers I saw. I inquired with the smiling face on the other side of the register, with, "Is this the order for (my company)?" And she confirmed that it was. Totally in a state of bewilderment, I turned and left. I got to work and took the food out of the bags to set it up, "banquet stye" on a long table, and was so disappointed! I immediately knew that this would be, no where near enough food for 6 people. In order for everyone to get there fill, I left and went to Burger King. To this day, I couldn't tell you what Sugarfire Grill's food taste like. But I can tell you I have no desire...
Read moreThis used to be my favorite restaurant, however my most recent visit has changed my opinion. I have been eating at this location from nearly 2 years, and I always go after I work out and get a "meat daddy," subbing the turkey for an extra scoop of pulled pork and I subbing the cheesy sausage for a salmon plank (subbing for salmon and ribs has always been a $2 up charge but any other meat is at no extra cost.) I get the same meal every time I go there and and they have never charged me to substitute the turkey for pulled pork, however today the rude female manager informed me that they do in fact charge $2 for ANY meat substitution, and I should have been being charged at this whole time. I called the Saint Charles location and spoke with the manager and they informed me that their location DOES NOT up charge for anything but the salmon and ribs like the Wentzville location used to do, however Wentzville is a franchise location and they charge more money than the other locations. So between the attitude of the manager, even making sure to run down to the register and MAKE SURE that the cashier double charged me like I wasn't going to tell her after the big commotion that was made, and this new pricing, I will never eat at the Wentzville location again. I also suggest that you go to the Saint Charles location where the same food is cheaper and with much better and...
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