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My House
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2 reviews for My House
My place of residence is awesome. The outside of the house has a San Francisco feel. We have a white picket fence and it's on a one-way street. There is ample unrestricted parking and Guitar Center is around the corner.
We have a badass dog named Riley and he's the protector of the house. Residents get daily exercise by walking the Lab-Rot mix. He's super smart and can poo on command. Works best when trying to spread pinkeye to other roommates.
The kitchen is what makes this house super awesome, with marble countertops and gas range stoves. Cooking is a delight and enough room to entertain a dinner party of 20 with no chairs and tables. The three roommates are excellent cooks and breakfast is ridiculous good.
Drinks flow a plenty with 6 failed livers between them, they continue to pound away the beers. Recently they held a keg-stand party for 5 people.
Just to be clear, my house isn't the same house as that other guy's house. So in no way should this review be construed as a slight against his house.
My house serves some perfectly horrid food amid occasionally redeeming offerings. Like tonight I ordered spaghetti with meatballs-- easy, right? Unfortunately the chef is inept and substituted a few stiff dashes of thyme for the regular dose of oregano in the meatballs. It sounds harmless, but it destroyed an otherwise tolerable pasta dish. And the other day, I had cheeseburgers with cheese ball slices. You know, that kind with an almond crust? Completely disgusting! Liquid processed cheese was literally seeping through the bread (not even a proper bun!) and there was no hint of mayo or lettuce or pickles. My House was out of those!
The problem is that My House is chronically lacking the appropriate ingredients for dishes that should be a piece of cake and tends to make hasty and inappropriate substitutions. These attempts could work in theory, if the chef had actual talent but in this case he does not.
Another thing (and I hesitate to mention this because My House will almost certainly lose its "A" rating) is that I saw the chef tonight actually take a fork *from a salad he was eating* and use it to stir the noodles on the boil. How nasty is that!? This place should be shut down. Hygiene is clearly not a priority at My House.
I find the decor and company to be severely lacking at My House as well.
Yet, I return to My House daily, and often order the special consisting of whatever trash is in the fridge.