So, my prediction was incorrect in my "Soup for the Champs!!!" post, in that I would be up and running ready to chomp down on a good meal by this time. I mean, I can have a good meal, I just don't feel confident enough to go ripping through any steaks yet, and let's face it, a good meal almost always includes steak! Luckily, my boyfriend had the foresight to treat me to one of his favorite steakhouses before I got my wisdom teeth pulled (probably sensing that, being the careful hypochondriac I can be, I wouldn't be eating any good steaks for a couple of weeks). It was sort of like a meal to hold me over...and what a meal it was!! He told me he wanted to take me to a little place called Tropical Acres. He used to go there all the time as a kid, followed by an ice cream stroll on the boardwalk...awww. All I heard was, "as a kid." Meaning: the place has been around for a while (biting my nails now). I jumped on the internet and decided to check it out. Sure enough, this place has been around for a loooong time (they just celebrated their 60th anniversary!). I've gotta admit: I was a little iffy about this place. One, because it's all the way up in Ft. Lauderdale, and I'm not a fan of long car rides..and two, because of the mixed "ye olden steakhouse" reviews it received. I decided my boyfriend must have romanticized the memory of the place somehow, and I would just go along for the ride. You gotta admit, the intention was pretty sweet :) So, Friday night, we're there. First, of all, if this place ever received a bad review, it certainly did nothing to deter the clientele...the parking lot was so full, I didn't think we would find parking at first. This is a good sign. As soon as you walk in, yea I gotta say it's not the trendiest decor...more like this IS your Grandfather's steakhouse...and I don't mind it ONE BIT. Why? Well, the atmosphere was still warm and inviting, the service was so friendly and excellent, but the food...the food! I decided to stick with the theme and go traditional: french onion soup, followed by a petit fillet and a baked potato. The french onion soup was absolutely delicious. My mouth is watering just thinking about it. It was topped with this crispy, soft, soaked-just-right-in-an-onion-broth bread that was covered in delicious gooey melted cheese. Mmmm! I just bit my tongue. I'm not gonna rave about the baked potato or the salad my boyfriend had. I'm not gonna lie, it was a potato and a salad. There. Back to the great stuff. The steak. When I tell you that steak was cooked to perfection-- (medium rare, the way I like it). I don't think I had to chew it so much. It just melted in my mouth, bite after bite. Perfectly seasoned. Wow. As a matter of fact, I don't know why I'm so worried about my teeth healing, I could go eat that steak tonight!...ohhh but unfortunately, I made plans with my girls to go watch Magic Mike. Speaking of which, I gotta go get ready. But, rest assured! I might be watching Channing Tatum act like a piece of meat, but I'll be thinking about that steak! That's right! Because THAT'S how good it was!!