Steam City Grill - Cerritos

Chili cheee women review my facebook friends are easily witnessed that I often expressed my lustful desire for chili cheeseries in many 2009 status updates. as much as I have tamed and fenced, I have never even given myself to the equivalent of a tub of lard. to tonight. if I were to enter my test, I had to do some research to make sure that the heart damage would be worth my time. I called steam city grill and asked if they had steak frits when I wasn't down with the thin pommes. “We have 3/4” pommes, they said. Great, I am on the way! I run for my pickup and the gale flatters the chili and sleeps on the shredded cheese on the crispy spiced pommes. oh. my. good. I immediately introduced myself: “Hi, I am the chiliries.” she asked if I wanted to dress a ranch – can we say mind reader? I asked if she could fill up my pommes with chopped wobbles and quickly commit them to it. oh. my. word. got home, the cheese is completely melted, and I ogling a huge, filled polystyrene box of about one billion calorie of love. they contained serviettes and 2 sturdy plastic forks in the pocket. (how thoughtful!) I have zero regrets about the Grub Festival that has emerged. the cheese was the real deal cheddar and jack mix. the chili was beautifully spiced and savory. the pommes were crispy outside and internally baked potato soft. at the end I threw away a quarter of the pommes and now the elastic band is torn on my pullover. thank you for making it!