Cafe Society

Guess where I'm eating...

Sure, the plate could be Texas barbecue -- if not for those french fries. It could be some fancy-pants dinner entrée -- if not for that ugly tin cup in the corner (which, by the way, was filled with coarse-grain mustard).

Yes, the above picture looks like it could be a lot of things.

But what it is -- believe it or not -- is a plate of steak frites, terribly mis-handled by a kitchen that ought to know its way around this dish. Can you guess which house was responsible for this embarassment?

Make your guesses in the comment section below...

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