Restaurants

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...
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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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