Last night Earl and I went to one of our favorite local restaurants, The Millennium Steak House in Niles, Michigan. I’d had a hunger for the rack of lamb, and we hadn’t been there in a long time.
Too long it seems, for in our absence the owners made some noticeable changes not only to the menu but to the one characteristic that set The Millennium apart from other dining establishments around here. For whatever reason, they have eliminated the delicious scoop of homemade sorbet each diner received between the starter course and the entrйe.
Earl had finished his onion soup while I had set half my salad to the side for later. He eats items one at a time, while I tend to mix and match. We sat a few minutes, waiting for the refreshing sorbet, when the server came by and said, “Your dinners will be up shortly.”
“What about the sorbet?” I asked.
“Oh, we stopped doing that about a month ago,” she replied.
“Why?”
“I don’t know.”
And she moved on before I could pursue it further.
In the grand scheme of things, most restaurants I visit don’t serve sorbet in the first place, so the meal at The Millennium was really not any less a dining experience in that sense. At the same time, I am saddened that this restaurant is just a little less special now. In fact, without the sorbet, my rack of lamb didn’t taste as special either.
I expressed my disappointment to the hostess as we were leaving. “Oh, yes,” she said, “we’ve had other diners comment on that too. I will let the owners know how you feel.”
That didn’t seem particularly encouraging, so this is a public request to the owners of The Millennium to bring back the sorbet.
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