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Ray's Prime Steak and Seafood

I'm a picky eater. Don't get me wrong ... I'll eat anything, but I won't eat it cold if it's supposed to be hot and vice versa.

My thing is that a restaurant has a very specific job: food. If that is your specialty, all I ask is that you prepare it well, serve it hot and in a timely manner.  This is like climbing Everest for some restaurants.

I also prefer a suitable atmosphere and service minus the side of attitude. You serve so get over it! This is what you do!

Ray's Prime Steak and Seafood got it right. The service was excellent and the atmosphere was warm and cozy. The carpeted floor absorbed a lot of the noise so I could hear my twin sister, brother-in-law and my husband talk. Most importantly, the food was delicious and just the right temperature.

And the best part was that it isn't crazy expensive for what you're getting. It's hard to find a nice steakhouse that doesn't blow up your wallet. However I was a little thrown off by the woman at the table next to us wearing a baseball cap.

Below are the items we ordered and their descriptions.

Mussels in a tomato broth. So good. Not fishy, mushy or lukewarm. 
The Chop Salad with fried onions, bacon and blue cheese dressing.
Very refreshing and full of flavor. The onions really added something. 

Lobster bisque with chunks of lobster meat at the bottom.
The last time I had lobster bisque this good was at Nine in Dallas' Victory Park.
And trust me, it costs a lot more there. 

Filet with red wine, mushroom reduction and mashed potatoes.
The steak was very tender and cooked to perfection. 

Brandy Alexander is an excellent way to finish a meal if
you want to drink your dessert. It is a strong and rich icy drink
made with dark creme de cacao, brandy, half and half and nutmeg.
My sister is an expert in this concoction and she joyfully approved. It was great.
Ray's would be a nice place for an intimate celebration or a date. They don't have a website, but their address is 3206 Winthrop, Fort Worth 76116. Call 817. 732. 1614.
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