Roadhouse

We went to the Texas Roadhouse for Tom's Dad's birthday last week. As soon as we got the menu, everyone turned to me and realized that they'd brought a vegetarian to a steakhouse.

So, the waitress comes by and gets everyone's order.
Tom's Dad: "Steak."
Tom's Mom: "Hamburger."
Tom's Brother-in-law: "Steak."
Tom's Sister: "Steak."
Tom: "Steak tips."
Me: "I'll have the country veg plate- with the mashed potatoes, mixed vegetables, sweet potato..."
Waitress: "Sorry, are you a vegetarian?"
Me: "Yes."
Waitress: "Okay, the mashed potatoes are made with chicken stock, the green beans are cooked with bacon, and the sweet potato is rolled in pork fat."
My jaw is on the floor.
Waitress: "If you're a vegetarian, your choices are apple sauce, french fries, mixed vegetables, and macaroni and cheese."
Me: "Um. Okay. I guess I'll have those except the apple sauce."
Waitress: "Okay."

The sweet potato is rolled in pork fat. The salad's probably tossed with meat gravy. Stupid steakhouses.