Not so very long ago I was dining with a professional acquaintance from out on the hardscrabble plains of North Texas. He had selected the venue.
We were shown to our table by a nice young woman. As we were being seated, I mentioned to her that I had heard that the restaurant would be closing at this location and re-opening somewhere near downtown.
Yes, she said, they would be closing in October and reopening a week or so later at a location in Uptown close to Downtown.
As she was speaking, I heard something, a certain music in the voice, a certain smiling inflection in her cadence.
"You're Gina Cook," I said.
She confessed immediately.
I told her that I get a kick out of the commercials and she was very pleased about that. I asked if I might take her picture. The Kodak puts out a very harsh and undiscriminating flash so please take that into account, although I have tried to soften the glare with some adroit Photoshopping:
I told her I'd write about our encounter and publish it here, which also made her very happy. So happy, in fact, that she sent over an extra side dish (the lobster mac) and a rather tasty after-dinner drink.
Now Confessors, I know that not everyone enjoys the bantering commercials for Del Frisco's Double Eagle Steakhouse in Dallas and Fort Worth, but I will strictly enforce a code of enhanced courtesy in the comments for this article. This ain't a Republican debate, y'know.
She was really nice and loves supporting The Ticket with their advertising, so consider what keeps our heroes on the air, will you?
My medium rare filet was perfect.