Sometimes, when you get gift cards, you have the opportunity to dine where you would not normally go. Case in point: The Capital Grille. This national steakhouse chain has a formal seating area and a front lounge, where I saw these six-foot-tall oil paintings of local dead Bruce Lee and Jimi Hendrix. My friend Reece and I ordered from a menu the size of a newspaper, ate (excellent filet mignon, by the way) beneath their gaze, gawked at drunken conventioneers, and queried the waitress about the liquor lockers that line the lobby: pay upwards of $150 per year, and you can store your Jim Beam here where your wife can't find it. You even get a gold nameplate -- classy!
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