I struggle to stay out of Popeye's. The biscuits aren't as good as 10-15 years ago, but red beans/rice
Wife digs Outback for steaks. The pour a few decent drinks, and the seared ahi ain't half-bad mixed with a wedge
But our most-visited location has to be Twenty-88 (the address) of a fusion type hipster joint in Camarillo. We rarely order dinner entrée, just various appetizers. Filet skewers, calamari, Ceaser, Brussel sprouts, goat-cheese egg rolls. My go-to is the Kentucky blood for sippin. Buffalo Trace, blood orange, and serrano chile juice/slice. I order mine extra hot, so that my lips go almost numb.
Dang, it's only 8:30 and I'm hungry now. . .
