A Cheap Lunch at the Zodiac? It's a Gas.

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Alice Lausadde
Lobster bisque -- eat it and share it.
Overaccessorized old ladies count: 12
Prada count: 5

The Zodiac Room in Neiman Marcus downtown is an old white lady's wet dream. Here, you can brag about your Louis Vuitton luggage and talk shit about that chick who always shows up late to church ("And then, gasp, she has the nerve to sing the wrong lyrics to the 'Our Father' remix? Double gasp!"), all while hurking down a $20 grilled steak salad.

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How to eat cheaply at the Zodiac: Slam the broth shot. Snarf the popover. Run for the door.
The Zodiac Room is where fancy Dallas meets to be fancy. Fancy Mom is there wearing that white shirt with the popped collar and that ugly-as-fuck giant necklace she always wears to hide her turkey wattle neck, Murphy Brown-style. Fancy Trophy Wife is there with that surprised look on her face, either because it's Botox-ed that way or because she's proud that she figured out how to completely fuck over her husband. Or maybe it's both. Trophy Wife's not-as-hot-as-her friends show up, they all greet each other with that siren hello and then they bounce fake boobs and tap each other's shoulders like Barbies (they would hug like normal people, but their arms can't reach past DD plus DD).

The menu is my nightmare. There are calorie counts on every item (except on the booze, because they're not that stupid), there's a section of the menu that's called "Skinny" and, you guys, the only hot dog on the menu is in the kids' section.

My menu options are lobster bisque, crème brûlée or a box of cookies. I'll have the $6 lobster bisque. Because I like saying "bisque."

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Little bastards have all the luck.
While the chef was in the kitchen bisque-ing my lobster, my server brought me a tiny shot glass of chicken broth (etiquette says you smack this on the table, yell "CHICKEN SHOT!!!" shoot it, then throw the shot glass over your left shoulder and if it bounces off a fake boob, you get a Yahtzee) and a big-as-my-face popover to the table, with strawberry butter (the popover was light and delicious, and the strawberry butter tasted just like rich people).

As for the lobster bisque, it was better than imaginary sex with all the different Arnold Schwarzeneggers of history (Kindergarten Cop Arnold, Terminator Arnold, Terminator 2 Arnold and, obviously, Junior Arnold).

Episode one of Me at The Zodiac Room was the best reality show I've seen in a while. I may have crop-dusted the entire dining room on my way out. But it was a fancy lobster bisque crop-dusting, so it was smooth, light, a little chive-y and totally ladylike.

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8687 N. Central Expressway, Dallas, TX

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11 comments
AsParallel
AsParallel

Ha, greatness.


I'm always torn. I like places that give me new experiences. They're small shops that are chef owned and run and really put a lot of work into their food. They're also the kind of places that put calorie counts on the menu and think there's ways to flavor food other than the title of the next food network mega hit book, "Fat + Salt = Flavor." 


I hate uppity people, they rub me the wrong way (I'm the type of girl who isn't afraid to wear her slinky work dress to go drag racing). Fat DOES make things taste good, beef needs salt. Can't make a decent cake without some damn good sugar. I love hitting up rodeo goat and the velvet taco, and the little enchilada's restaurant on the corner for some tex mex, and cafe brazil at 2am. Time and a place for everything.


I think the tone of the article harkens to my overall feelings that clients have as much impact on a good meal as the staff or the food itself. Your co-diners can take a great experience and shit on it by abusing waitstaff, complaining about everything, having obnoxious kids, getting loaded and a thousand other things. the irritation gets magnified in nice places where people are theoretically expected to be classy. 


Just my 2 pesos.



Guesto
Guesto

"and the strawberry butter tasted just like rich people"  best line of the article.

joshWAH__
joshWAH__

Literally LOL'ed on myself. Touche hello kitty, touche.

Zizi JeanMer
Zizi JeanMer

Never serve these ladies overcooked chicken. They simply cannot abide a dry breast.

Mcdirtyrice
Mcdirtyrice

This is the best shit I've read in over a month. Thank you.

CitizenKane
CitizenKane

It's nice that places like the Zodiac Room still exist.  During the Thansgiving-Christmas holiday the weekend lunch buffet is a great place to take out-of-town guests.....a nice midday meal, a cocktail, holiday spirit, shopping at the original NM, then home for a nap.  Nice.  

Jon Daniel
Jon Daniel

This comments is a sure sign that Alice was spot on in her observations

Chiggers!
Chiggers!

So their strawberry-butter was bitter and dry, you say?

Ambrose Chapell
Ambrose Chapell

How could Alice ever know anything about Neiman's?  She can't fit through their doorway.

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