We usually eat downstairs, but this time got seated upstairs. The room is smaller than I remember it, and redone quite lavishly. Just this side of overdone, yet very appealing nonetheless.
I recalled that the last time I ate in that room (about 10 years ago) I had had Lobster Savannah, one of their long-time signature dishes. So I ordered that. I must say it was merely o.k., not all that great. I'm not good enough with the food vocabulary to describe it, unfortunately.
My companion started with their shrimp cockail, and I must say it was awful. The shrimp were very large, but they were completely tasteless and had an almost grainy texture. Skip the shrimp cocktail at Locke-Ober. He had beef stroganoff, which I tasted and liked.
Seeing as how I had had Lobster Savannah, I thought why not go all the way down the traditional path and try Indian pudding? I'd never had it before, and figured Locke-Ober's Indian pudding would be the best you could get. I'm sure it was, but I discovered that I do not like Indian pudding. It is a remnant of an earlier and far simpler and less demanding period in American cuisine, that's for sure! Pretty close to spreading molasses on a graham cracker and popping the mixture in the 'crowave if you ask me.
But I'm glad I tried it, although the next time at Locke-Ober I'll have a different dessert and probably a different entree. The service was correct, but the waiter was a kid who lacked a certain panache. Didn't do anything wrong, but I could have imagined him behind the counter at Friendly's. Needed a bit of seasoning, I'd say.
I'm a huge fan of Locke-Ober since Lydia Shire's transformation, but next time I'll order different stuff and probably request seating downstairs.