Como Steak House

With a condo in that town up north, the Spousal Unit and I are trying to eat our way through Oxford.  In eighteen months, we have given it a pretty good run!  We have missed out on some opportunities, as restaurants open and close all the time.  In a few instances, its been close, but no cigar.  Walked up to Taylor Grocery in early January, only to discover they were closed, but having a private party.  We tried the Ravine, but parking made it impossible, on a dark, rainy night.  Eventually we will get there.

This weekend was a short trip, for the Spousal Unit to attend the Ladies Baseball Forum on Saturday, then she was flying to Baltimore on Sunday morning.  I dropped her off and made my rounds. First stop was at BBB (Big Bad Breakfast) for their Eggs Benedict, oh so good!  The waitress was Kristin, a gal from Inverness (my hometown), who tried her best to get me to try their new donut special.  If she would've at least offered a sample!  My next stop was Bottletree Bakery.  They have the absolute best pastries that you ever put in your mouth!  I got enough to share with the Spousal Unit, because I knew she would be starving, from looking at all those tall and slender baseball boys in their uniforms!  (She was!)

The Como Steak House had been on out "to go to" list for months, but its a 45 minute ride from our Condo, in that town up north.  Since this was such a short trip, why not?  Otis could entertain himself for a couple of hours, and ole Gustoff was upstairs and could check on him.

While the Spousal Unit was at the ladies forum, I did my research.  Como is 45 minutes from our house, just 15 minutes north of Batesville.  Their foodie pictures on the internet looked awesome.  the are open 5-10 Monday -Thursday, and 4:30-10 on Friday and Saturday.  Wait???  4:30? Who eats dinner at 4:30???

The ladies forum was over at 3:00, so we decided to dine early, come back and pick up Otis, then travel back to Cliffview Drive.  5:00 sounded early enough for us, shouldn't be crowed at that hour, and we can get home at a descent hour.  45 minutes later, we are in downtown Como, MS!  I turn on main street, as directed by Brender, out GPS lady.  As we get closer to the address, we begin to notice that the parking on Main Street is completely full of cars in every direction!  WTH???? it's only 5:00!!!!!

I drop off the Spousal Unit at the door, to get our name on the list.  We and the Acura proceeded to go to the county line for a parking place.  Did i mention its only 5:00????  There are several other restaurants, including the Windy City Grill along the street, but there is no way that all the drivers of these cars are eating a steak, right????  As I get halfway back, it became obvious what was going on.  In the  middle of the block, they also have a venue for weddings and such, with a big one going on right now.  A peek thru the window, and there are at least 10 bridesmaids and 10 groomsmen, all lined up for photos.  Somebody was gonna write a BIG check!

I arrive at the door of Como Steak House, and there is a crowd already standing.  They must be waiting to be seated.  Nope.  The restaurant is already FULL, and folks are already chewing beef!  I look around, no Spousal Unit.  I make my way to the back of the  restaurant, and there she is, sitting at the last tow seats available for the first seating, at the end of the bar.  As you make your way thru the restaurant, you get to see what others have already ordered.  Then, there is the meat case, full of select cuts of prime beef.  Then as you make your way further, you see that they have two charcoal pits with attendants working the coals and turning the steaks, and hitting them with melted butter!  There is even an upstairs dining room and it was full!

The meal comes with a salad, slice of Texas toast, a baked potato, and the steak cut of your choice.  There are several other entree items on the menu, but when in a steak house, you know what to do!  The Spousal Unit got their smaller ribeye, and I got the larger cut with the bone in.  Both were cooked to perfection. The guy next to us got a "chopped steak" (dentures????) and his wife had a plate with one of the bigger cuts.  She ended up sending it back to the fire for a little more doneness.  I don't think she knew her temperature chart!

This was my plate, and it was to die for!  We were so full, the word dessert never even came up!  I loved this place and I will return, hoping they have my favorite cut of porterhouse for me to try.  If you decide to give it a try, you better be on Vince Lombari time!