Date night at Ribeye's is a night to remember
BY GARRETT HILL ON JUNE 5, 2014
Garrett Hill: The day was May 20, and it was finally time. I had been waiting for months to work up the courage to do what I was about to do. I had been running over the words in my head every night for a time span of four to six hours, feeling scared at the thought of rejection, but pulsing with excitement at the thought of the night unfolding just as it had in my dreams; I was finally going to ask Harrison Moore to dinner. I reached for my phone with an unsteady hand, and typed those three simple words, “Wanna do dinner?” I stared blankly at what I had typed, wondering whether or not it was too soon to toss in the playful smiley face, my heart telling me “YES, SHOW HIM HOW YOU YEARN FOR HIM!” Luckily, my mind was there to reel me back in so I could pursue the emoticon-free option and go with simple text. My finger descended down towards the send button at a painstakingly slow pace, until finally contact was made, and my fate was sealed. Had I made a mistake? There was no turning back now.
Harrison Moore: It was May 20, 5:07pm and my phone buzzed. It was a distinct buzz, different from any other text. A buzz that can only come from the one and only, Garrett Hill. My heart was on fire, knees weak, palms sweaty only to look down and see the three simple words: “Wanna do dinner?” I didn't want to look eager, so I waited a bit and texted back a simple “Yea, when?”. Needless to say, it was the most magical night of my life.
We spent hours trying to decide on the perfect spot to spend the evening. After narrowing down the long list of restaurant choices Greenville doesn't have to offer, we chose the new Ribeye’s Steakhouse. It has it all: endless salad bars, steak, seafood, a sharply dressed wait staff and dudes in flops and tank tops. I got salmon and Garrett dove into a juicy steak while we both enjoyed the endless salad bar. The food was exceptional and the wait staff was friendly, but the number of times they checked up on us got a little high. Everything came out in a timely manner and was cooked to a tee. We really felt like we were at a somewhat high-end restaurant, but not everyone dressed the part. Although the food and the interior held a level of elegance, we spotted several fellow steak eaters in flip flops and tank tops. The result was a “wannabe” high end steakhouse, with food and service to match, but a very casually dressed group of patrons. In all seriousness we had an fantastic dinner with good food, friendly service, and pleasant company. The only casualty of the extravagance of that evening was the empty spaces left in our wallets as we returned home. Our final verdict: very worth visiting if you have the funds.