There are only three places on earth, where ELV orders the same thing every time he goes: the double-double (animal style) at In-N-Out Burger, the jarret de porc a la choucroute at Brasserie Lipp in Paris (France, not Texas), and a Caesar salad, New York strip, and toasted ravioli at the Golden Steer Steak House. When we do, in a small, personal, bizarre little way, we feel for a few minutes like everything is right with the world. Continue reading “GOLDEN STEER STEAK HOUSE”