Holy CheeseSteaks Batman! (Better food than talent)

This isn't my neck of the woods, but I thought it might be fun to hop over the river and check out Risque. Adding to the many prior physical descriptions of the place, there is a circular bar with a dance floor in the middle, which is typical club/dark lighting - but there is an oddly well-lit area off to the side with mirrored walls and two pool tables. Like really well lit.

Normally this wouldn't bother me - but if you saw the dancers there today you'd be looking frantically for a dimmer switch. To say the least, there wasn't anything to look at except for the petite, friendly and perky bartender. I don't like to be hard on dancers, but of the 5 ladies there, three of them should consider learning medical billing, plumbing or anything other than taking their clothes off. The other two included a rail thin iffy Caucasian gal and what I would consider a standard North Jersey solid 4 Latin girl. No amount of discount draft beer would convince me to even try.

This leads to the ONLY warm, juicy thing in this club I'd be happy to bury my member in. The cheese steak. I don't know how they do this or by what black magic but the draft beers were $1 and you get a free lunch entree. And top shelf beer - I had Yards. The cheese steak was really good. Soft bread, nice and warm, perfectly melted cheese, meat that was tender and not greasy. Would kiss the chef before any of the girls and definitely would drive at least an hour for this lunch and pay each of the dancers a few bucks to keep their distance while I ate.