I’ll play substitute teacher on this one. Please act as if your regular teacher is still here and refrain from spitballs, passing notes, and general tomfoolery. I’ll keep it short and sweet.

The Crew: Jevon, Don, Rick, Bill, Hans, myself, and a late appearance by Maria Bartilomo.

Cocktails: Flemings actually has a nice open bar area downstairs with plenty of seating. That’s partly because there were three people there besides ourselves.  Their top shelf whiskey is Maker’s Mark.  I went with a Bartles & Jaymes Melon Splash.

The Waiter: No idea. It’s been a month. Unremarkable I guess.

The Apps: Sweet Chili Calamari. (Not as good as Capital Grill) No idea what else we had.  I had a wedge salad and didn’t share with Hans.  He was pissed.

The Steak: I had a dry aged bone-in ribeye. Mine was cooked a perfect medium rare and was actually pretty good. Don also ordered medium rare and it was clearly medium well. But since we’re just a bunch of tourist buffoons apparently we weren’t aware that dry aged steaks will always look a little more brown? Don rightfully informed the waiter that we’d done this a few times so save the bullshit for Hank and Dotty from Iowa.

Sides: Potatoes maybe? Potentially some creamed spinach? Nothing to see here folks. Keep on moving.

Conclusion:
Fleming’s was decent if you’re staying at the Marriott and don’t feel like walking more than a block. Can’t see coming back here outside of eating some LSD and accidentally walking in wearing nothing but my mesh Nike Flight half shirt and some Birkenstocks.

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