True story: years ago at a rather nice place in Abilene, Tx, called Zetner’s Daughter I was eating the ham steak.
There was at the next table a young man with his date. She saw what I was having and asked the waiter about it.
“Is the ham steak Kosher?” she asked.
I understand the confusion. We were having dinner at a restaurant and my son asked me if chicken fried steak fingers was chicken or beef.
He assumed steak meant beef.
But he wasn’t sure.