Have you ever been to one of those places late at night, probably a Friday or Saturday, after many, many, many...uh, many drinks? You know, you stumble in, try to form a sentence to the person behind the counter so that they can prepare a heaping pile of grease for you. Those nights in particular you don't really care what you eat so long as it's amazingly high in calories, knocks a few days off your total life span, and basically soaks up the toxins you just imbibed at the various locations on Carson Street.
Well, here you have it! Your golden oasis of grease, your spiritual Mecca of fatty calories, your nirvana of late night food...Southside Steaks. What is it about this place then sends a shiver down my spine? It stands as a brightly lit, shining beacon right on the corner of Carson and 20th late into the night. Doesn't matter where you are, Southside Steaks calls to you as soon as the ugly lights come on in your bar of choice. You'd be best to heed the call. Go, enjoy. Be one with the cheesy goodness.
Now all that being said, let's just say you go here for dinner. You're sober, you have many choices in the Southside, yet for some odd reason you pick here. Strange, you seem to vaguely remember this place from that super drunk weekend you had. But somehow it seems different. Oh yes, somehow the big chewy bun, the cheese whiz, the gristly steak doesn't seem quite as appealing when all slapped together and presented to you on a wooden board. Nevertheless, this is about as close as you're going to get to a real Philly steak 300 miles west of Philly. Try to enjoy it sober but do yourself a favor, limit this place to 2:15am and later.