Food Review: Indianapolis, The Capital Grille

January 10, 2018, was the day that I first stepped foot down from a plane into, what I call one of the Northern states of America, Indianapolis. I'm from Texas, and I haven't gone remotely anywhere up North. Colorado was the closest to the "North" that I've ever been, yet it's no where close to what I'm experiencing with Indianapolis, at that moment.

The first thing that I noticed was the significant difference with the weather. It was cold with the sun nowhere to be seen. Already, I missed the hot and humid weather of Texas. I braved the cold getting into the Uber and my stomach grumbling for the fourth time since I left Indianapolis International Airport reminding me to feed it.

I settled down into our hotel room alongside my roommates, Brianna Schmidt and Klara Pilling. That weekend, I got the honor of attending the National Panhellenic Conference as a representative for Lamar University's College Panhellenic Council as VP of Judicial Affairs, Klara as VP of Recruitment, and Brianna as President.

Like every tourists, we Yelped what Downtown Indianapolis has to offered us for dinner, and The Capital Grille pulled all of our attention with the promising of good food, according to the reviews. We headed towards our destination by foot due to the short distance between our hotel and the restaurant. Cold was an understatement as rain droplets fell onto us with the promise of snow, soon.

 

As we stepped inside the restaurant, I immediately felt myself adjusting to the warm temperature that the restaurant has to offer. The restaurant was dimly lit giving away the vibe of intimacy while the theme itself carried a sense of sophistication with it.

Within seconds, we were shown to our table by the maitre d' even without a reservation leaving me feeling satisfied, already. The waiter was a very entertaining man with the right amount humor that leaves a smile on my face every time he came by the table, without stepping over the lines. As quickly as he came with the menus, he was gone the next. He was there when the time was right and left no room for unsatisfactory, just how I like my waiters.

I ordered the chef's choice of seared tenderloin with butter poached lobster tails and paired it with a glass of sweet white wine, Selbach 2016.

The sweetness of the of the lobster tail went so well with that of the Selbach. Of course, the main act of the night was the steak itself. Every medium-well pieces of steak delicately melted as soon as it hits my mouth. There was something so complex yet so simple about the flavors that was battling in my mouth. The steak and lobster were so well seasoned that it didn't need any extra flavors on the side.

Three glasses of wine and a full stomach later. We found ourselves indulging in the creme brule that carried the right amount of sweetness with variety of fruits decorated upon its sugar-coated top layer. Even with a full stomach, it didn't take us long to make this amazing dessert disappeared. As they say, there's always room for dessert.

Throughout the night, our wonderful waiter made sure our water glasses were filled and we were happy with our meals. We shared our stories and made a new friend. Time flew by, the next thing I knew we were out of the restaurant with big smiles and warm stomachs bracing the cold weather of Indianapolis once again.