What to order when you find yourself in a steakhouse, and you're not in the mood for steak?
Soup. Especially if the chef of said steakhouse is so enamored of soup that he's published a cookbook on that very topic.
Too bad said cookbook has gone into the remainder bins.
And I don't think for a moment that said chef was actually at the stove in said steakhouse, stirring up said soup.
But it was pretty good anyway.
Besides, I had already eaten my appetizer of beef tartare in a cocktail glass: Meat Martini with a Twist of Quail Egg (not its real name).
Mm. Decent lunch.