Guess where I’m eating?

I’m a sucker for soups, and there aren’t too many places around town that feature a flight of them. Bummer, then, that not a single one satisfied my craving. The lobster bisque was pelted with a mine of salt; the French onion soup arrived watery and lukewarm; and I’m still puzzled as to why anyone would serve gazpacho while the ground is still frozen.

Whose soups left me stewing?

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