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My sister and I were invited to an intimate bloggers’ meet in Holy Cow Steak Ranch and American Grill a couple of weeks ago (yes, I know, this is just one of my backlogs, sorry!!!) and I sort of underestimated the kind of appetite I would bring to the table.  See, I had just come from a meeting and we usually stuff ourselves silly because our long discussions tend to become very draining. I thought that by the time I would get to Robinson’s Galleria, I would’ve digested all of what I ate. But I had not. And I was shocked that it was going to be a steak house (I was just given the name “Holy Cow” because that was easier to text than the restaurant’s entire name).  For some reason, the name Holy Cow, makes me think of milk shakes and other dairy products so I was having mental images of dessert the entire trip going there.  Anyway…

As soon as I sat down, I was greeted by a platter of onion rings and fries for appetizers. I’m not sure what this platter is called, since it was already there, but it looked sinful.  I only took a few bites as I did not want to skip out on the main course entirely.

My sister was running late so I went ahead and ordered Iron Grilled Tiger Prawn (P350) and their delightful white grape tea (P70).  I say “delightful” because it’s really that: healthy white tea (which has more anti-oxidants than green tea) and fruit (which just happens to be grape).  It was deliciously unique and a far cry from the usual Nestea iced tea that most restaurants serve.  As for the Iron Grilled Tiger Prawn, it had all my favorite stuff in it: prawns, mashed potatoes and steamed vegetables.

My sis, Alex, is a huge fan of steaks so I had no doubt that she would be ordering slabs of meat. She didn’t feel hungry, though, having had a quick bite while on the job, so when she saw how little I had ordered, she thought she’d share her Ranch Steak and Prawn (P445) with me.  Sure enough, I felt the pangs of hunger by the time I was finishing my mashed potatoes. Sheesh, I didn’t even think it was possible to start feeling hungry while you’re eating.  I think my secondary sin is gluttony (the first, I was told, is pride).

The steak didn’t taste heavy, as most steaks do.  I don’t know how else to describe it.  Other than the fact that it was the softest I have ever had.  I don’t normally eat beef, preferring fish over it because of how easy it is to chew fish. (That, and the fact that I feel guilty eating beef, knowing that the greenhouse effect it causes is comparable to driving for three hours while leaving all the lights on in your home.) This, however, I did not mind chewing. It was that soft.  I wish there could’ve been some sort of a stronger sauce, though.  The rare times I eat steak, I really slather it with the strong stuff. I’m not looking for spicy. I guess I was just looking for more flavor.

One thing I noticed about the menu is how inexpensive the steaks are.  I’m comparing this to Pancake House, I suppose.  I remember writing a review for a popular lifestyle website (will not name that site anymore because they lost NEARLY ALL of my reviews and stole other bloggers’ photos) about Pancake House being my comfort food place. Well, Holy Cow’s steaks are cheaper. If they had a branch in Robinson’s Pioneer, they’d probably be my new comfort food place.

I didn’t feel like eating dessert, due to my aversion to chocolates in general, so someone ordered a Midnight Black Forest Cake (P95) for everyone else who would like to indulge.  It was lovely…looking at it, that is.

Hm. I haven’t mentioned the washroom, have I?  That is one of my nitpicks when it comes to restaurants and I used to love reading about the best (and worst) CRs at the previously mentioned lifestyle site I used to contribute to.  Ok, first, I love the homey feel of the ambience (pictured below).

Right behind those circular patterns is the unisex bathroom, which was decent enough — clean, had liquid soap, etc.  But it was unisex, which would generally never smell as good as female bathrooms no matter what air freshener you use. Hehe.

All in all, a great, tummy-satisfying evening.  That’s me (in the gray, red and yellow plaid dress) and my sister (in the light gray shirt) below, beaming with happiness and contentment at eating comfort food.