Restaurant Review: Outback Steakhouse

Hello, hello!  (¡Hola!)  I was at a place called Outback Steak House (Witchita!).  It's everything I hope it doesn't snow, but it...gave me something...I can eeeeeat!  I can eeeeeat!  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah....

Outback Steak House!  I ate there for free last night courtesy of Jenn and her super gift card.  Steak was ok I guess.  Tasted like steak, so it had that going for it, which is nice.  The steak was overshadowed by two other things though.  Two other magnificent things. 

Bondi Beach Tea - One sip and you're transported to a chaise lounge on a sandy shore in war-torn Beirut, Lebanon in the mid '80's: Bacardi Rum, Beefeater and kiwi-melon vodka infusion mix it up with some citrus juice and a splash of Coke.  This thing kicked ass. 

Vanilla Bean Mashed Sweet Potatoes - One bite and you're transported to an ancient stone temple in fifteenth century Tenochtitlan, Mexico to watch your fellow countrymen sacrificed on an alter to appease a vast array of serpent gods and goddesses (this menu item contains pecans).  Holy crap was this good!  I didn't realize that they were sweet potatoes though - I didn't know that I liked them!  It tasted like vanilla cake but instead of spongy cake, it was mashed potato paste.  It was like vanilla paste...but orange!  Super good and orange.